Chapter 59

• ~Christopher’s POV~
• I lay beside my wife, regretting my actions once more, but this time there was nothing I could do to undo what I’d already done. The fucking control was something I failed to maintain. I couldn't let her down. But, on the other hand, how long would she be willing to put up with it? I was terrified that I would lose her, and now I am even more terrified than I was before. As she drifted off to sleep, I stared at her. She was flawless in every way. What was she doing at the swingers’ club if she wasn’t having sex? You might wonder? People who frequent such establishments do so in order to have sex. Camille never had sex. My first cherry-popping experience, and it had to be with my wife! This is fantastic, to say the least. I never thought I’d ever sleep with a virgin since I couldn’t see one growing up. Each and every person I came across had a wealth of knowledge when it comes to sex. I even thought virgins would be lame, but my wife, Camila Grayston, was the fucking opposite of lame. It’s safe to say that she banged me on the spot. She met my thrusts with the deftness of someone who had been doing it for years. This woman is going to be the death of me. I kissed her and drew her close to me and whispered.
• “I love you.” I did not receive a response. She was already fast asleep. As she slept, a flood of filthy thoughts rushed through my mind. In the end, I caved into my passion and did exactly what my subconscious wanted me to do. I lifted Camille up and placed her on top of me, forcing my crotch deep into her pussy with my bare hands. She winced in response to the agony, but then her eyes opened to greet mine. She rubbed her eyes and returned to her sleep with a smile. Slowly, carefully, and with my cock still in her pussy, I positioned her by her side of the bed and brought her close to me. And we slept with my cock still in her pussy.