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Open Marriage - 2
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)

***

Faith runs into Hank again after five months of not 
dating him. They have sex and Faith had stopped taking 
birth control. (MF, reluc, voy, swing, intr, rom)

***

Chapter 8
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Faith was pacing the floor and as angry as a hornet as 
she tossed her bra against the closet wall and shouted 
out. "That bastard knew we had a date tonight!"

Mark was laid out on the bed reading a magazine as he 
stopped long enough to stare at his wife. "Faith, why 
don't you wait until you see him this weekend and give 
yourself a chance to cool down?"

Faith quickly turned around with an expression that 
resembled a boiling tea pot ready to explode. Mark 
immediately backed off with his suggestion and raised 
the magazine back across his face so she couldn't see 
him.

Mark could hear Faith slamming the drawers inside the 
closet and peeked over the edge of the magazine and saw 
her leaning over and looking inside one of the drawers. 

Mark thought to himself as he starred at his wife 
wearing only a black thong and high heels shoes. 
Perhaps she would cool off long enough to come to bed 
and take out her frustrations on him later.

Mark continued reading and flipped to the next page as 
Faith pulled the magazine away from his hands and 
tossed it onto the floor. 

"Hey? What do I have to do with Hank cancelling your 
date tonight?"

Faith tossed a pair of pink panties into his face and 
replied bluntly. "This!"

Mark picked them up off his lap while Faith walked 
swiftly into the bathroom. He studied the panties for a 
moment and realized they were a size six and knew right 
away that they didn't belong to Faith.

Mark glanced toward the bathroom door and shouted loud 
enough for Faith to hear him. "OK. These must belong to 
Rita! I still don't understand why you're so upset with 
me!"

Faith stormed out of the bathroom and grabbed the 
panties out of Mark's hands and shuffled them around in 
her hands as if she were searching for something to 
show him. Faith found what she was searching for and 
leaned over and held out the panties in front of Mark's 
face.

"Read the tiny writing along the waist line!"

Mark leaned forward and saw the name Hank written in 
small letters and laughed as he starred back at Faith. 

"I still don't understand what's going on! Why don't 
you give me an explanation for all this anger?"

Faith sat on the edge of the bed as she clutched the 
panties in her hands and replied, "Hank told me that 
whenever he laid a new woman that he always wrote his 
name on their panties when they weren't watching as a 
little joke."

Mark kept starring at Faith as he said, "OK. You found 
a pair of old panties lying around his condo!"

Faith began to get angry and shouted back. "Mark! When 
I got back from bringing those papers over to you last 
weekend, I found Rita taking a shower and saw these 
lying on our bed so I exchanged them with another 
pair!"

Mark just laughed as he replied with a chuckle. "Rita 
must have had a hard time squeezing into your panties!"

"Dam it, Mark! That bastard was over here fucking Rita 
while I was gone!"

Mark continued laughing which only caused Faith to get 
angrier. "Mark, don't you give a shit about what's 
going on here?"

Mark finally stopped laughing and said, "OK. That's 
fine! If Hank and Rita were screwing then you should 
have found a condom in one of the waste baskets because 
she isn't taking anything for birth control. Did you 
look around and see anything?"

"Dam it, Mark! They could have flushed the dam thing 
down the toilet for all I know!"

Mark scooted forward on the bed until he was close 
enough to hold Faith by her arm and said, "I suppose 
you think that Hank broke off your date tonight to be 
with Rita? Is that it, Faith?"

Faith turned toward Mark with a tear dripping down her 
cheek and replied, "Hank has been asking me about your 
relationship with Rita lately. I thought he was only 
being curious because he wanted to know how serious you 
both were about each other."

Mark stroked her arm as he replied, "Didn't we just 
have a discussion last week about how you were going to 
spend more time with me anyway? I thought we agreed 
that this was all getting out of hand the way things 
were going?"

Faith was sniffling and trying not to cry as she wiped 
her eyes with her hand and starred down at the floor.

Mark got up and sat on the edge of the bed next to her 
and hugged her waist as he pulled her long blonde hair 
back across her shoulder and kissed her neck.

"Let it go, Faith. I'll give Rita a call later and find 
out what's going on."

Faith turned her head as Mark gave her a deep 
passionate kiss which turned into a long hard session 
of passionate love that evening. 

Mark heard the water running in the shower. He'd just 
got off the phone with Rita and found out that she was 
on Hank's boat when he called. Mark hesitated in the 
bedroom before going into the bathroom and telling 
Faith what he'd found out.

Mark stood outside the shower stall as Faith peeked 
though the glass at him before shutting off the water. 
Mark slipped a towel over the shower door as she 
stepped out and helped her dry off.
"Did you get a hold of Rita?"

"Yes I did. We were able to talk for a few minutes 
before she had to go."

"What was she doing that she couldn't talk to you very 
long?"

Mark helped Faith dry off her back as he gulped and 
said, "Rita was going out on Hank's boat when I called 
her."

Faith stopped drying off as she starred into the 
mirror.

Mark put his hand on her shoulders. "Maybe it's for the 
best that this happened this way!"

Faith didn't say another word as she got dressed in a 
pair of jeans and top. She applied makeup and combed 
out her hair and slipped into her shoes and grabbed her 
purse.

Faith stormed out of the bedroom and passed Mark in the 
front room on her way out to her car.

"Where are you going, Faith? Leave it go!"

Faith reached for the door knob and jerked her head 
around to face Mark. "I'll be home later tonight!"

Faith walked out the door and slammed it on her way 
out. Mark heard the breaks squealing as she pulled out 
of the driveway.

Faith got out of the car and started searching the 
parking lot for Hank's car. It sat in the far corner 
where he usually parked it when he was out on the 
water. Faith looked around and saw a group of people on 
the dock. The sun was setting and it wasn't very 
bright. 

The boat slip was empty where Hank's boat was kept so 
she walked in front of the car and hesitated about her 
plan for a moment. 

Faith looked around until she saw a hunk of concrete 
and struggled to pick it up and rammed it into the 
windshield of Hank's car setting off the alarm.

The noise got the attention of some of the people 
around the dock as one man shouted. "What are you 
doing, Lady?"

Faith got scared as she backed away from the car and 
starred at the man before turning around and running 
back to her car. Faith quickly got out of the parking 
lot and looked into her rear view mirror to see if 
anyone was following her.

Faith drove over to Hank's place and let herself in and 
quickly walked toward the bedroom and found the bed was 
a mess. There were two empty glasses and an empty wine 
bottle on the night stand.

Faith began emptying out her drawers and gathering all 
of her things and put them into large garbage bags and 
carried them out to her car. 

Faith went into the bathroom and pulled out the box of 
condoms that Hank always kept in a drawer and tossed 
them around on the bed.

Faith started to walk out of the condo when she spotted 
the telephone on the table and picked it up and dialed 
Hank's cell phone. She waited knowing that he would see 
his home phone number flash on the window of his phone 
and knew he would answer it wondering what was going 
on.

Hank finally answered and Faith could hear Hank saying 
hello repeatedly as she slammed the phone down on the 
table. She could still hear his voice trying to get a 
response as she walked out the door and left. She drove 
home with a smile on her face that night. 

Mark was waiting for her when she returned home that 
night and helped her carry her things into the house. 
Faith seemed happy as they went to bed that night. Mark 
was woken in the middle of the night and heard Faith in 
the bathroom crying.

Hank called the next day and left several message on 
her cell phone but she ignored his calls until he 
finally gave up.

Faith laughed as someone finished telling a joke. Her 
and Mark were on their way to Key West on a charted 
yacht that their real estate company had leased for the 
weekend. It was a special weekend that was arranged for 
the agents who sold more than five million dollars 
worth of property over the past six months.

Mark was talking to a group of men inside the cabin as 
she sipped on her drink and saw the dock as the boat 
approached their destination. 

Mark saw his wife standing at the stern of the boat and 
walked out to see if everything was fine. Mark walked 
up behind her and put his arm around her waist as they 
kissed.

"Is everything OK, Faith?"

"I'm fine, Honey. I just wanted to come out here for a 
little fresh air before we dock and go into the club."

The boat docked and everyone was stepping off and 
walking up the long narrow dock. Faith couldn't help 
but notice that Hank's boat was tied up along the same 
dock which made her stop in her tracks.

"What's wrong Faith?"

Mark saw her starring at a boat and saw the name on the 
back and remembered the name of Hank's boat. He quickly 
put his arm around her shoulder as they continued 
walking along the narrow dock.

Faith didn't saw anything until they were inside the 
club and were waiting to be seated with their group. 

"I wouldn't have come here if I knew that bastard was 
going to be here this weekend!"

"Try not to think about him, it's been five months 
since you saw him last. I'm sure he's here with someone 
new that he met from his ad."

There wasn't anything else mentioned about Hank as they 
sat with their group for dinner then moved into the 
lounge later that evening where they had a band playing 
and people were dancing. Faith lost count of how many 
drinks she had and could barely see straight as she 
made her way to the bathroom. 

Faith was able to freshen herself a little before 
walking back into the lounge as the music blared away. 
Faith saw Mark dancing with one of the woman in their 
group and decided to stop at the bar and ordered 
herself another drink.

Faith stood sipping out of the glass when she felt 
someone put their arm around her waist and turned 
around with a smile as she thought it was Mark. It was 
Hank!

"You look as beautiful as ever tonight!"

Faith lost her smile as she reached down and grabbed 
his arm and pulled him away as she started to walk away 
Hank grabbed her arm again.

"Give me a moment to explain everything!"

Faith quickly turned around but almost lost her 
balance. She was drunk but slurred her words as she 
yelled at Hank.

"Leave me alone and go back to whomever you're fucking 
here tonight!"

Hank was still holding her arm as he pleaded with her, 
"I'm not here with anyone. I'm here on business this 
weekend. Why don't you join me for a drink?"

Faith drank the remainder of her drink down and pulled 
her arm away from Hank and staggered toward the bar and 
ordered another one.

Faith ordered her drink and leaned against the bar as 
Hank began talking. 

"I've missed you so much since you left! Why didn't you 
call me and I could have explained everything?"

The bar tender gave her the drink as Faith turned 
toward Hank and replied, "There isn't anything for you 
to explain. You made a choice that night and fucked 
Rita so go back to her and leave me alone!"

"I'm so sorry that happen that night. Rita came on to 
me and it was something that just happened. Rita is 
gone now and I'm not seeing anyone. Why don't you come 
back to my room so we can talk?"

Faith turned her head and tried to stare at him angrily 
and pointed her finger at him as she tried to speak. 
"You hurt me, mister! I don't want anything to do with 
your cheating ass! Now go and leave me alone!"

Faith staggered away from the bar and almost fell as a 
man helped her catch her balance then began walking 
away. Hank followed her to see where she was going and 
followed her outside to the dock area and onto the 
narrow dock.

Hank stayed back a few steps as he watched her making 
her way out to where her boat was docked. Faith started 
to lean and almost fell into the water as Hank grabbed 
her just before she fell.

Faith turned her head around and tried to speak. "Leave 
me alone. I have to go and get my bags and take them to 
my room."

"I'm not going anywhere until you get your things. 
You're going to fall into the water and drown in the 
condition that you are in!"

Faith tried to make her way to her yacht as Hank held 
onto her arms from behind her. They were about to pass 
his boat when he grabbed a hold of her and carried her 
onto his yacht as she kicked her legs and tried to get 
away from him.

"Let go of me right now! Put me down before I call the 
police!"

Hank carried her into the cabin and put her down on the 
bed as he started to take his shirt off she tried to 
stand up and get away but he pushed her back onto the 
bed and slipped out of his pants. 

Faith was trying to get herself off the bed but before 
she had a chance, Hank held onto her wrists and pinned 
her down as he lowered himself on to of her.

"Let me go, Hank! Let me go!"

Hank put both her hands together and held them tight by 
her wrists as he fumbled with her blouse then worked on 
her skirt. Hank got the skirt off while Faith tried to 
kick him in his groan but he kept grabbing her each 
time she tried to get away until she was down to her 
panties and Hank just ripped them off her body with one 
swift tug.

Hank was kissing her neck as he held her arms and tried 
to kiss her on the mouth as she kept squirming to get 
away. Hank lowered his underwear and kicked them to the 
floor and dragged Faith onto the center of the bed and 
lay on top of her as she tried to get away.

"No! Stop it! Let go of me, Hank!"

Hank kept kissing her neck and worked his way down to 
her breasts and bit her nipples until she gasped for 
air and through her head back and closed her eyes.

"Let go of me now!"

Hank worked himself between her legs and reached down 
and guided his massive cock toward the opening of her 
pussy. Faith could hardly move her body because of his 
weight on top of her. 

The liquor was making it that much more difficult to 
get away as Hank plunged forward letting the head of 
his cock poke inside her. Hank kept rocking himself 
until his cock slowly worked its way inside her and 
grabbed her as so that her legs were stretched out 
around his body. 

Faith kept squirming as she tried to get away but it 
was fruitless on her part as Hank began fucking her 
with even strokes.
"Tell me how much you miss my cock!"

"No. Stop it, Hank! Leave me alone! Stop it right now, 
please! I'm begging you!"


Hank didn't listen to her as she struggled to free 
herself and kept pushing his cock inside her until he 
hit her cervix. He could feel her body begin to relax 
as he stroked inside her and reached around so that her 
feet could rest on his ass while he lunged forward 
knocking the air out of her lungs.

Faith just lay back with her eyes closed as Hank 
screwed her. Hank began kissing around her face as he 
held her down on the bed and rotated his hips as he 
worked his cock skillfully inside her pussy. 

Faith was breathing hard now and Hank kissed her face 
several times as he kept screwing her then said, "Tell 
me how much you miss having my cock inside you!"

Faith was breathing hard and had her eyes closed as she 
responded with a slight whisper in her voice, "No."

Hank kept screwing her and rotating his hips until he 
thought she was starting to respond to his movements 
then kissed her lips then poked his tongue inside her 
mouth.

Hank broke the kiss off and starred down into her eyes. 
She was starring back at him and he felt her hips 
moving with his thrusts as he lowered his mouth to hers 
again. 

Faith accepted his tongue this time as she sucked it 
into her mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You have to stop now, Hank. We shouldn't be doing 
this!"

Hank silenced her voice by putting his lips to hers 
again as they passionately kissed as she locked her 
ankles around his legs. Hank moaned as she squeezed her 
pussy around his cock.

Her body was betraying her as she dug her nails into 
his back and moaned as Hank furiously worked his cock 
deep inside her pussy.

Faith began to cum as Hank stroked her hair, "That's 
it! Let it go, sweetheart!"

Faith did just that as she yelled out and orgasm as her 
body shook and she dug her nails into his back. Hank 
lasted a few seconds longer as he grunted and rammed 
his huge cock inside her as deep as he could and spewed 
his thick hot load of seed as deep into her belly as 
possible.

Hank rolled off Faith and starred up at the ceiling. 
Faith had her eyes closed as she cried until Hank rose 
up and tried to see what the matter was.

"Leave me alone! We shouldn't have done this!"

"You wanted that cock as much as I wanted you so stop 
giving me that bull shit."

Faith raised herself off the bed and gathered up her 
clothes and walked back up into the cabin and got 
dressed. Hank came up a few moments later as she was 
leaving.

Faith held onto the door as she walked out of the cabin 
and out onto the dock. She was drunk when she came 
aboard but for some reason she felt much sober then she 
did just a few minutes ago as she walked back toward 
the lounge.

Faith entered the lounge and saw Mark with their group. 
She fluffed out her hair and walked toward her husband 
trying to smile.

"I was looking all over the place for you, where did 
you go?"

Faith took a deep breath and sighed, "I was in the 
bathroom trying to sober up a little. I think I had too 
much to drink this evening."

Mark kissed her on the lips and starred into her eyes.

"I went out and got our bags off the boat. We can head 
up to our room now and get some rest."

Mark put his arm around her as they walked up the 
stairs. Mark held her tight as he laughed and said, 

"I think that bastard; Hank was on his boat banging the 
shit out of some bitch tonight. I could hear them both 
when I walked past his boat on the dock tonight."

Faith kept quiet as they entered their room. She sat 
down on the toilet to pee and felt Hank's sperm 
dripping out of her slit. A few gobs hit the water with 
her pee before she wiped herself and stood.

Faith slowly walked into the bedroom and saw Mark lying 
in bed. She turned off the light and snuggled up to 
Mark, giving him a kiss before falling off to sleep.

***

More coming soon! Visit my site for the pictures and 
video of Faith at www.karenkayonline.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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