Benny woke up; the sunlight that was streaming through the window hit his face, and jolted him awake. Maureen. He thought and sat up. As his body moved he felt a rush in his head followed closely by a severe pain. He shielded his eyes from the sun. I must have a hangover. Did Maureen get me drunk last night? He couldn't remember.
He looked down at his body, naked, as he expected. Did she drink, shit, Maureen would do that too? Benny glanced over at her. She was wrapped in the red silk sheet, her hair a mess, but a happy smile on her face. She looked beautiful, but evil. He couldn't stop asking himself, Why she would get me drunk?
What happened last night? What was she doing? He couldn't remember. He stood up, waiting for the inevitable head rush. Benny could hold his liquor, so how much did he drink? He put on a pair of boxers and sweats then walked out into the living room. "Oh" he said in a low voice as he saw two whole empty bottles of cranberry vodka. Something that Allison left that Maureen was didn't care to waste. How did she get me to drink that shit?
Benny looked around; Maureen's clothes were in a pile near the door, along with a towel. They must have had sex, of course, but why? He looked over to the coffee table; all its normal things had been tossed off. We must have had sex there too. "Oh my God" he sat down, holding his throbbing head in his hands. The door to the bedroom opened with a loud crash, at least that's what Benny heard. Maureen walked out in her short, black, silk, robe.
"Hi baby" she smiled and walked to behind the couch, leaning over to kiss the top of his head. "Don't talk so loud" he said, not looking up at her. "Oh, sorry!" she whispered, moving around to sit next to him. "Did you drink?" Benny asked her as she plopped down next to him. "What?" she picked up a magazine from the ground and started to flip through it. "Did you drink anything last night" She laughed, causing a sharp pain in his head "No, I'm pregnant, duh."
Benny looked up at her, she was lying. "I said did you drink?" She looked at him "And I said no, I'm not stupid." He picked up one of the bottles and saw Maureen's signature shade of cherry red lipstick, imprinted around the neck of the bottle. "What's this then?" he asked her, knowing there was know way she could explain herself out of this.
"Benny, listen" she started but he cut her off "You are fucking pregnant, with my kid. I'd hoped you'd have enough common sense not to fucking drink!" he was mad, she could tell. Despite his hangover he was yelling at her pretty loud.
"Baby, I…" she sunk deeper into the couch. "Don't even" he told her "I can't believe you, what the hell where you thinking?" he got up and walked into the kitchen, taking the bottles with him. Maureen heard the crash into the sink, she heard one of them shatter. He had thrown it.
She got up and went after him, her robe coming loose as she stood up, exposing her chest. "Benny, I didn't drink that much!" she told him, putting her hands on both of his muscular forearms. "The baby will be fine." She whispered in a soft tone. His eyes moved down to her ample breasts, but quickly went back up to her face. His eyes were fighting between lust and anger. She untied the robe completely and let it fall off her body.
Benny walked backwards until he hit the counter, trying to ignore her beautiful naked body. "No" he said "No, that's not going to work this time, you were, you, irresponsible and could have put our baby in danger." She rounded on him, pressing her body onto his. "I only had one swig, and then realized what I was doing. The baby is only two weeks, if that. Don't worry" she shifted her body she was completely resting on him.
He could feel her body heat as she pressed against him. A bulge was beginning to form in his sweat pants. "No" he said without conviction as she pulled his sweat pants down. She got down on her knees as she pulled them down to the ground and he stepped out of them. He watched her as she slinked back up to him and gave him a thick kiss on the mouth. She hopped onto the counter and spread her legs, giving him a lust filled look.
He looked at her like she was crazy at first, they had just gotten in a fight, and now she wanted to have sex with him. But she didn't seem to be kidding and he went over to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him into a fierce kiss. Benny leaned down into a comfortable position and placed a soft kiss on her thigh. She moaned impatiently and nudged him up with her foot.
Benny got the hint and went right for her most sensitive are. She gasped at his wet tongue entering her and put her hand on the top of his head. "Oh, Benny that feels really nice" she bite her lip, feeling pleasure building up in her fast. He kept going, stopping short of her orgasm.
She looked at him wide eyed. "Don't stop" she said breathlessly. But Benny dropped his boxers to the floor. He rubbed him self watching her chest move up and down with heavy breaths. He watched until he couldn't stand it anymore and Maureen was making small noises of need.
Benny grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her to the edge of the counter. She looked at him with heat, trying to move onto him, but he held a strong grip on her. He slowly entered her, inch by inch. This was one time Maureen wasn't happy for the ten inches Benny was blessed with. She let out a high moan and held her breath as he pulled back out, even slower.
"How's that feel?" he growled in her ear as he slid back into her, going at the same pace. "Faster" she clenched her teeth, putting her hands on his shoulders and locked her ankles around her back. "Oh faster?" he gave her an evil grin and went only slightly faster. "Benny!" she moaned throwing her head back. "Please, you're killing me."
Benny bit his lip and quickened his pace, much to Maureen's pleasure. Her moans filled his ears and turned him on even more. She dug her nails into his back and he groaned. "Oh I'm sorry" she panted with concern "No" he said, his breathing heavy. "No, it's ok. Just…" he didn't finish his sentence, just kept going. He was the hottest sex he had ever had. Anger sex.
She laid her whole body on the cool tile of the counter so she was lying on her back. Benny spread her legs father apart and pushed his full self inside of her. "I think I'm going to cum" he told her. She nodded "Me too" she felt so close.
They both came at the same time. Feeling her walls tightening around him was the last straw and he came. Maureen's whole body shook and she moaned out his name.
They were very still until Benny picked her up and carried her into the bed room. They covered up with the fluffy white comforter and continued to have sex, only they made love this time.
Benny came out of the closet with a new set of sheets. Maureen had just finished putting on a pair of shorts and a close fitting tank top. He threw the fitted sheet at her and she helped her put the sheets on to the bed, the others much to dirty to lie on.
"We can just spend the day in bed together" Maureen smiled pulling up her hair in a ponytail and jumping onto the brand new silk sheets. "That's totally fine with me" Benny said as he was pulling on a pair of pj pants. He slid under the sheets with Maureen.