Page 54 of Misery In Me

“So I heard that your grumpy ass got married! The fuck,pendejo! You couldn’t call me? I would have held up the back of your dress for you.” He claps his hand on my shoulder. “Now I know it isn’t baby mama drama, so who’s the lucky lady?”

I unlock the truck and pull the door open, tossing my bag inside, and take a deep breath. “Alejandra. She was Zoe’s nanny.”

“You fucked the nanny?!” His jaw drops. “And married her. Bro, you are a god. Is she hot?”

I narrow my eyes at him and he holds his hands up and winces like I’m going to hit him, but I hit him with a smirk instead. “So fucking hot.”

My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out. My screen lights up and I flip it to show off my home screen of Ale and Zoe.

“Damn!”

I pull up the text and smirk.

Ale

Come finish your PT at home. Zoe fell back asleep after her breakfast.

That’s all it takes.

“Gotta go. The wife needs me.”

“I bet she does.” He laughs and mocks in a feminine voice. “I need you,Papi.Ay, qué rico!”

“Never do that again.” I climb into the cab, slam the door shut, and roll my window down. “My wife would never call me Papi. God, on the other hand, slips out quite often.” I roll the window back up and hit the text icon on the touchscreen. I hit Ale and my conversation.

Gage

I’ll be home in 10 minutes.

Ale

…

Ale

The house is at least 15-20 minutes from the base.

Gage

Time me if you don’t believe that I can make it in 10.

Gage

I want you naked and waiting in bed.

Ale

How about in the shower?

Nine and a half minutes later,I have the key in the deadbolt and I push the front door open. I hear the shower going upstairs and I waste no time, dropping my keys on the mail table and my bag at the foot of the stairs. My shirt hits the floor at the top, and I make a beeline for the bedroom. I kick my trainers off and peel my socks off at the door and chuck them toward the hamper. Ale isn’t in bed, so she must already be in the shower.

“I hope you’re in there getting warmed up for my pretty girl. This is gonna be quick.” I peek into the open bathroom door and find my wife staring at me from inside our shower. She has the removable shower head, rinsing the soap away from her perfect tits.

Instant hard-on.

I tug at the waistband of my PT shorts and watch as she drags the gentle stream of water across her chest. My shorts hit the floor and I’m in the shower quicker than any sprint I’ve ever done.

“Fuck, Ale. What am I gonna do when I’m deployed?” My lips find hers and I take the showerhead from her hands, rinsing myself and reaching out to turn on the overhead rainfall. She reaches for the one in my hand and I pull it away. “I’m thinking I might need a little help to get you to come as quick as I need you to. I have about fifteen minutes to fuck you, wash up, and then get back to base.”

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