"Who knew what lay in store for her when she opened that door? Slowly, she turned the knob, bit her lip, and nervously walked into the room..."
Reba cautiously opened the door, unsure and nervous of what she'd find behind it. Tentatively, she walked in and found Charlie there, in their bed, having sex with another woman. He surely had wasted no time, probably had called her up just as soon as she'd left. She noted the tangle of limbs moving faster and harder, heard the rough groans and moans coming from the pair, and opened her mouth and let out a loud scream. It was the last sight she had expected to see. Charlie and the girl snapped their heads up and turned to face her at the sound, the young girl at least having the good sense to look slightly ashamed. "I...you...you're...he...Oh my god", she stuttered. Charlie lay there, completely unabashed, and watched the two women. "Trixie", he began, "This is Reba, my wife. For now". He stumbled out of bed, clearly intoxicated. "She's leaving me, did ya hear?" he slurred. "C'mere red", he uttered, leering at Reba. "You saved me the trouble of going outtttt. As long as we're throughhhh, I can do what I like, wherever I like." He grinned, winking at Reba. He walked over to her side, still nude, and kissed her sloppily, causing her to shiver in disgust. "Get off me Charlie!", she said, trying not to let him hear her voice tremble with slight fear. When drunk, he had a tendency to get violent when he didn't get what he wanted. Trixie quickly dressed, glancing nervously between the two. "I'm just gonna…um…go" she stated, racing out of the room. Charlie ignored her, his attention now thoroughly focused on Reba, and didn't even notice her absence. "Whatsa matter, Reba?" I'm still your husband ain't I?" he said, leering creepily at her. You owe me at least one more roll in the hay girlie. Two, if you count I wasn't done with Trixie. Come get in the sack with good ole Charlie." Reba stepped back, until she was backed up into the wall. Cornering her, he bit her neck, and kissed her again, hard, before she could stop him. "NO, Charlie. We're through. Get….get off of me." He took a step back, and stared into her eyes, his voice suddenly gruffer, and stone cold. "And what if I don't want to"? Suddenly, a voice came from behind Charlie. "Then you'll answer to me".
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