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Peter stood there too stunned to speak afraid of what Jenny might say next. There was no hurt in her voice.

Only a cool, contemptuous certainty. Peter knew there was no point in lying any further. It would only make things worse. I love you. Please forgive me Jenny. Peter felt Wet panty stories dizzying panic. Tears filled his eyes.

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Now, at last, it looked like he had no choice. If you love me as much as you say, I would hardly think you would need so much time to decide. Jenny sneered derisively. Any other way?

Take it or leave it. And with that, she spun on her heel and left the room. Peter knew she was right. He had broken whatever trust had existed between them. But was putting his life literally in her hands the only way? Without Jenny, Peter considered there would be no life worth living anyway.

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Hang me. He tried to make his voice sound more sure than he actually felt. Jenny nodded. A brief glance told him that they contained a full and sordid admission of his affair with Wendy and apologized in the most abject terms for having hurt his faithful and loving wife. He took the pen and ed the document. If she did decide to Telugu crossdressing stories him, this document would insure that Jenny could take everything they had.

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Could it be possible that this scenario was turning him on as much as it was Jenny? After a week of abstinence, Peter was dying to fuck his beautiful wife again. He showered, depilated his body, and now padded naked to the guest room. Lying on the spare bed was a simple pale blue Rape fiction short story that looked something like a hospital gown.

Beside it lay a pair of cheap rubber flip-flops.