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“No.” She holds up two of the blonde dolls and shakes them at me. “This one she stole from me once. And I let her borrow this one here.” Glancing around the interior, she mutters, “Some of these dresses were mine, too. But she did always have the best accessories.”
With a flash before my eyes, I’m nine years old again. A brunette girl plays with my little sister on the pink rug, both annoying the shit out of me with their sing-song voices. I came to tell them to stop stealing my G.I. Joes, but they argue that they are better than their Ken dolls. “That was you.”
She whips her perfectly curled hair over her shoulder as she peeks up at me. “What was me?”
“You were Ashley’s friend.”
Her brow crunches as she stares at me. “Y-yeah… We used to come over a lot. Or you and Ashley would come over to our place, remember? I had the Victorian dollhouse, but she had the best Barbie stuff.”
“I-I think I forgot.” Or I didn’t want the pain of remembrance.
“I think this was yours.” She holds up my G.I. Joe dressed in a tuxedo.
I feel more than make the action of nodding in reply. Arianna returns to straightening up the toys as I stand still in contemplation. I’d blocked everything out for so long.
My parents and my sister are dead. And so are my wife’s. I guess I’d been avoiding the memories, but sheseems to be embracing them. All those memories held such a fear for me. Like if I think about them for too long, they cause an ache for something I barely remember.
If my wife can’t love me, I may as well make her happy. Maybe he can. They could go on with their thing and I can have some women on the side once the casino gets built up. Then I won’t have to fear Maxi finding out and cutting me off.
I should never have yelled at them for playing with their dolls.
“You want your boyfriend over here?”
Pausing in her motion to put a pink car back in a makeshift garage, she raises an eyebrow at me. “Yes. And then you can have whomever you want.”
What I don’t tell her is that I’m starting to thinkshe’swho I want. “He can come over, even stay here, but Arianna? I don’t want him impregnating you. That’smyduty if you, um, would allow me to do that sometime.”
Her face lights up and the sight of it makes me simultaneously ecstatic and destroyed. She must really love him. But it does seem she’s excited about the prospect of having my child. “Okay! I’m a virgin anyway, so that won’t be a problem.”
I practically choke on my tongue. “I-I’m sorry, a wh-what? A what?”
When she stands, her little summer dress falls tobarely cover her ass as she walks toward me. “A virgin. I’m a virgin.”
“How old are you? Aren’t you, like…twenty-four? And have a boyfriend?”
A devilish smile comes across her plush lips. “Yeah. But Maxi’s always been protective. And I was always at all-girls schools. Plus, I know myduty, too. You need an heir, and I’ll be happy to give you oneifWyatt can visit.”
“So he’s never… You’ve never…” My eyes get dry as I stare at her in disbelief.
“I mean, we’ve donestuff, but no. I’ve never had a penis in my vagina. Breathe, Asa.” She pats my chest with her delicate fingers.
A fucking virgin. Shit. I’ve never had sex with a virgin. Not that I know of.
Suddenly, a ton of pressure seems to fall on me. How does one fuck a virgin? But more importantly, whatstuffhas she done with that piece of shit?
“Fine. Just—just keep him away from me. You two can do, uh,stuff,and I’ll, um, you know.Visitwhen the time is right.”
I watch her perfect figure as she waltzes past me, but snag her arm before she can get away, pulling her into my body as she gasps. “How many kids do you want, empress?”
When she lifts her face to meet my eyes, it’s all I can do tonottake her lips with mine. “I want alot, Mr. Donovan.”
Damn. With that one sentence, my dick is raging hard again. But she tugs away with a twinkle in her eye and lets her hips shake as she moves down the stairs. The panic of being in this section of the house has dissipated, replaced by all-encompassing horniness.
Tucking my dick under the waistband of my shorts, I head down to the gym to work off this fucking need I now have and figure out the answer to the important question:
How to fuck my virgin wife.
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