He did it again.
Of course I knew he was going to, it was inevitable. I was brushing out my hair and preparing for bed as the pain started to cramp up my stomach. At least this time, I knew what it was, and I knew where it was coming from. I could even guess where he was in the process of s****l intercourse by the location and severity of my pain. Cramping in my stomach was probably just foreplay and petting. I braided my long hair and threw it over my shoulder before another, more severe spasm hit me in my chest. I stumbled to the door. For better or for worse, this time, I was going to see who the woman was.
There was murmuring and giggling coming from the door across the hallway. I couldn't distinguish exactly what they were saying, but I recognized the low rumble of my husb
