An Indecent Obsession. Mudrooroo

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СКАЧАТЬ was The Anchorage Beach Resort. A bit pricey, but if he had money, Darlene would have insisted on it. It was the perfect place for a dirty weekend. Indeed it had a reputation for that and Elaine and I had spent a night there, but I had no time to think of that ex-wife when my present one had been unfaithful to me.

      I got up and rushed out. I had to know, I had to, and whether it was a premeditated thing or not. A casual encounter, I could forgive, but not outright betrayal, but then why hadn’t she come home? Bitch, her and her excuses about headaches and back pains, when all the time she was getting it somewhere else and I was the stupid husband who suspected nothing, until it was too late.

      At the resort, there was a young foreign guy who took my photograph and laid it on the counter. He stared at it long enough for me to know that he recognized her. He looked up and said: ‘I don’t see this woman.’

      ‘Are you sure?’ I insisted and to jog his memory, I pulled out my wallet and laid a twenty beside the photograph.

      He picked up the money and then said: ‘Ah, yes, Saturday night. Busy it was, but I was on desk duty. She came in, not late about 10 o’clock. She was with one of the guests. They went to his room. If she stayed, I do not know, for I was off at twelve and not on duty on Sunday.’

      It was enough for me. My stomach sank. Now I knew, but who was he?

      ‘You haven’t got a name to go with that man, have you,’ I asked.

      ‘No, no, no, my job! I am not allowed to give out the names of guests. Some newspaper man! He has been here before, but not with her.’

      I would get no more information from him, and so I wandered through and out the back and down to the beach. I had been betrayed. She was with a bloke and in his room, fucking! Then there was Sunday. They could have been on this beach. She loved the beach. She would have walked here, with him!

      Unlike the Mirage Resort this beach was public though with hollows back from the flat sand close enough to the line of banksia trees which had been planted to stop sand erosion. They gave couples privacy. I wandered along the irregular line of trees and examined spots with signs indicating that couples had been lying there. I came to a hollow where a coke and beer bottle stood upright together and as I stared these resolved into evidence. They had been there. I saw them come out of the water she running ahead and he puffing behind. They had spread their towels out here and now they would dry off and then sun bake. It was away from everyone and the deep depression almost a hole would hide them from the sight of swimmers and even people lying nearby. She stretched out and he rubbed sunscreen over her. She let him. The expression on her face revealed that she liked having his hands on her, liked them doing her back and then moving along her thighs. And then she did him. His back first, then his front and she came to his bathers and hesitated. She went to his feet and worked her way up his legs. She reached his bathers and dropped the tube of sunscreen. I watched as she pushed her hand up the leg of his shorts and freed his thick erect penis. It jutted up in her hand and she squeezed it a few time, watching the knob bob up. One last time and her head came down. Her mouth engulfed him. She tasted the saltiness of the ocean and she withdrew to let her tongue flick across the urethra slit. She tasted the lubricating liquid as it oozed out. She withdrew. With one hand about his shaft and the other in his shorts cupping his testicles, she checked to see if anyone was spying on her, then her mouth came down again and when she felt his scrotum tighten, she stopped again. He rolled onto his side and took her into his arms. They both sat up and stared about. No one was nearby. He began to remove her one piece blue bathing suit.

      He undressed her from the top down. First of all her breasts were free with their upright nipples. He kissed them as he pushed the bathers down to her waist. She wriggled so that they could get past her behind and then they were at her feet and she kicked them off. She lay back naked with the vee of her pubes open to him. His mouth descended towards the inviting pink. She hastily turned over onto her front, but kept her legs apart. His prick jutted from the leg of his bathing shorts and without removing them, he rolled on top of her. His thick cock entered her from behind. She moaned as she had never moaned for me. I knew her cunt instantly contracted around his penis as it had never had about mine. Her arms went back and her hands held fast to his fat bum. They were hardly moving at all. Her vagina milked him until he came in great spurts inside her.

      Now they rested a few minutes. He gulped on his beer and she rinsed her mouth out with her coke. Her right hand was playing idly with his prick and I watched as it rose again. She had told me that she always liked it twice and when she was satisfied that he was hard enough, she rolled onto her belly again. He was on top of her in an instant. He was without his shorts this time. I saw his hand reach out for the tube of sunscreen and he lifted himself onto his elbows to lubricate his prick with it, then let his weight fall.. She gave a little shriek as he penetrated her virgin arsehole, but instead of pulling away, her rump ascended so that she could get more of him in and allow room for her hand to go underneath to her clitoris. As he pumped away, she stroked herself while pushing up at him while now and again uttering each time a soft “ouch.” He pounded away and her fingers moved faster and they came together. Yes, with him, but never with me. Overwhelmed by more than her betrayal, I picked up the bottles and bashed them against each other. They broke and I stood there with the jagged ends in my hands. Unfaithful bitch, this was what I would do to her.

      I would take this bottle and do this. I sat down and began jabbing it into the sand imagining it was her cunt. I wanted to hack that deceitful organ out of her, all the while covering her mouth and feeling her screams vibrating against the palm of my hand. Her throat would constrict and constrict and the bottle would keep on slashing and my hand would remain on her mouth and nose so that she could not breathe. I would feel her body jerk as it had jerked with that bloke. I would hold her down while it shuddered and she suffocated in agony and pain. That would be a fitting end to the bitch I had left everything for and who had made me lose my professorship. Now I was betrayed and abandoned, but I would have my revenge. I vowed I would and to mark that oath, I jammed the jagged coke bottle into my palm. Strangely it did not bleed, but then I would make her bleed. It was a blood oath and could only be removed by blood.

      This imagined scene did little to satisfy me. It had no substance. I needed the real thing. I threw the bottle down and went back to my car. I would find her soon enough. Brisbane wasn’t big enough to hide her from me.

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