Caught
It had been a bitch of a day. I was NOT in a good mood. I’d skipped out of the office early which meant I would not be getting sacked for smacking my boss in her over smart mouth. It was good driving along the motorway. I could let out some aggression when the road was empty but I knew the only thing to really calm me down was my wife. I had the image in my mind of storming into the house, dragging her by her long auburn hair to the bedroom and r****g her like a cheap whore and making her...