The Domville: Complete Box Set by C. J. Fallowfield

Author:C. J. Fallowfield [Fallowfield, C. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01DCM6C0E
Publisher: C.J. Fallowfield
Published: 2016-06-02T23:00:00+00:00

I pulled up on the drive of our five-bedroomed detached house, out in the leafy countryside on the outskirts of Newport. Grabbing my briefcase, I slung my suit jacket over my arm and picked up the bouquet of flowers I’d stopped in town to get. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d bought her flowers. I’d even rung my brother-in-law Marcus on the way home to ask if we could skip golf tomorrow, so I could take Tracy out to lunch and to go shopping. I wanted to treat her to some nice clothes for our wedding anniversary weekend away. I’d booked us into the Albright Hussey, on the outskirts of Shrewsbury, where we’d had our wedding reception. I booked it every year, for nostalgic reasons, but maybe that was too predictable and boring too. Just like we’d become. I checked my watch as I walked up to the front door, I was extra late due to my stop at the supermarket to grab her flowers. The house was unusually quiet as I let myself in. The sounds of Caleb and Rosie arguing were often the first sound that filled my ears. Oddly, there was no smell coming from the kitchen either. Tracy was usually finishing off our dinner, ready to serve up when I walked through the door.

‘Sweetheart?’ I called, dropping my briefcase in the hall and hanging my suit jacket on one of the pegs on the wall.

‘Lounge,’ she responded. I let out a surprised grunt, she was always in the kitchen at this time. What was going on? I strode in and stalled in my tracks, not sure which of us was more surprised. Her to see me with a large bouquet of brightly coloured flowers in my hand, or me to see her posed sexily on the long section of our corner sofa, wearing nothing but black lace underwear and a pair of black high heels.

‘Jesus,’ I exclaimed, my eyes scanning her from top to toe. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen her figure properly, but she was in sensational bloody shape. And she’d done something sexy with her hair, which was piled up with loose tendrils falling around her slender neck, and she had makeup on. She looked stunning. ‘The kids?’ I uttered hoarsely, reaching down to adjust my rapidly swelling cock.

‘Staying over with Karen and Marcus,’ she advised, elegantly rising up from the sofa.

‘You look … Jesus, Tracy. You never dress up anymore, or down in this case.’ My eyes were on stalks as I watched her plump breasts wobble in the bra as she slinked sexily towards me.

‘And you never buy me flowers. Are you having an affair? Is it Sabrina?’ she asked, looking hurt as she stopped just in front of me.

‘An affair? I’d never … Christ no,’ I uttered, shaking my head and holding her gaze to let her see the sincerity in my eyes. ‘I’d never do that to you.’

‘But you find her attractive, don’t you?’ She cocked her head as she studied my reaction to the question.

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