This week Lou and I had arranged for him to come over tonight as my housemate would be out for the night. I figured it was about time to enjoy the new house fully and not have to worry about how noisy I could/couldn’t be! Earlier this evening however Lou text me to say that he wouldn’t be able to make it over which ended up turning into a big row (all via text of course). Not my dryness… I hate text talk!
Lou - “Heya huni. Im at Gaz’s then going to Brad’s. I won’t be able 2 make it 2nite how bout tom or mon?”
Me - “Can you not forget about Brad for tonight? Its not often I get the house to myself.”
Lou - “I cnt its bits I owe him and muney, I will text you when I’ve bin to his, it would be a real quickie and I don’t like it as its much nicer not to rush”
Me - “Just be quick at his. Simple”
Lou - “Did you want me to cum over even if its literally 2 mins and a quick squirt?”
Me - “Be nice, but I deserve better than that Lou. Im sure you could stretch to at least half an hour?”
Lou - “That’s wot I mean, dnt 4get im doin 12 hours packd out”
Me - “I know, you remind everyone constantly! You coming over then?”
Lou - “Lol! Its so hard going. I really want 2, I will txt u if I can.”
Me - “So you’re still not sure?!”
Lou - “Not yet, Im still wheelin and dealin Del boy style!”
Me - “Oh dear! Well hurry up!”
Lou - “Don’t 4get its 20mins each way and im up at 630 for another mulerin! If not tonight it will be in nxt day or so”
Me - “I won’t be happy… I want to be able to scream and not worry about housemates!”
Half an hour later he was still texting me saying that he was still over with Gaz but his messages were getting even more flirtatious and horny. I was stood in the kitchen making a jacket potato when I had another message saying “It’s me.” I was rather confused as I hadn’t even heard the door, so I crept out and he scooped me up in a tight embrace and pulled me into the lounge.
We stood chatting about the day for a minute before heading upstairs to my room. I was rather relieved that my housemate had gone out for the night as I had forgotten about the overly creaky stairs. He knew that I was still frustrated with him and how I was being treated. I even made a big thing about it to his face…. That is really not normal for me so it was obvious that it had gotten to me big time. We laid in bed cuddling with him gently caressing my back telling me that no matter what happened he would be there for me.
I knew straight away that he was referring to getting me pregnant, I rolled over and whispered to him that I won’t be getting pregnant until he was single. “I may be single by the morning” and said that he would stay the night just to be with me. I have to say he certainly has the charm with the ladies!
He soon began slipping his hands in between my legs and I was instantly turned on. I went on top, despite the state of my knees! We went slow to start then sped up and kept going until I came with immense force. I felt onto of the world. “Thought you said you don’t give golden showers?” He growled as he flipped me onto my back and started to speed up going deeper and deeper. I orgasmed over and over again and couldn’t even begin to speak to tell him that it was just me coming hard that he felt! He seemed to enjoy the thought and feeling and continued to pound deep in me.
A couple hours later we were laid back cuddling together enjoying the post coital warmth between us just talking quietly. We were just saying that it was surprising how Jen hadn’t tried to call him yet when his phone started. It was 2 in the morning and we had agreed that Lou would stay at my house so that we could spend a proper night together for once. We even discussed the excuse he would use, that he had been drinking over at a friends house and fell asleep on the sofa. Shockingly she didn’t fall for it. We knew that she would be pissed off with him, come one, name me a wife who would be happy for her husband to spontaneously stay at a friends house and drink (he doesn’t usually drink much).
What we hadn’t thought of was the reaction she came out with… “Get home now.” Pure and simple, she wasn’t happy, no, she was fuming. Despite him telling her that he had drunk at least 5 cans of beer, she demanded that he get in the car and drive home. This is after all that we went through with my ex husband and his drink driving habit. He was banned from driving because of drink driving when we first met and vowed he would never do it again. Just 2 months after getting his license back he was doing it again, with kids in the car.
So at 2am, Lou skulked back home. One day we will actually be able to spend an entire night together, maybe.