Tig stayed with his wife, who was lying on his bare chest; she had fallen asleep. He knew he might have gone too fast, but well, he let his dick do all the thinking. He felt her stir, not thinking anything of it, so he pulled out a joint and lit it. When I heard her say "no, please", Tig gently shook her shoulder while saying, "Lele wake up." She looked up at me and said, "I could use a shower, okay?" He let her up.

He sat up after hearing the shower start he pulled his personal stash and took a bump before placing it back where he got it from. then took a drink of the jack. He knew she knew he did it occasionally but not once did he ever do it around her. his stuff was already put up when he heard the water turn off and well lit a smoke when she came out she was in his shirt. he patted the spot next to him and she climbed next to him.

What came out of her mouth next, Tig definitely wasn't prepared, nor did he know the argument it would cause.

Can I get a line, Alex? Hearing her say those words, he looked at her and said, "Come again, Lele. I don't think I quite heard you". Can I get a line? "Where the hell is this coming from, Lele, and fuck no, missy" "you may not". Oh but it's okay that you do it. Sighing, against his better judgment, he looked at her, taking a drag, and said, "You haven't touched my stash, have you?" "The truth, Leena". She started to fidget with the sleeves of the hoodie she refused to look him in the eyes. Tig never took his eyes off her, and the fact she was reluctant to answer him was telling him she had indeed gotten into his stash. But he wanted to hear her confession in words.

"answer the question doll". Yes, okay, a few times. "How many is a few times Leena"? Well, Alex, two of the times you asked me to join you, so I did it when you came back from a run, and Lee told Cherry about your threesome on the road. "What are you talking about, doll?"

"What damn threesome"? "When did this go down?" About 2 months ago. "Date doll, when did we get back?" You made it back for a Thursday-night party. "I can't get into the brass tacs of things, but that never fucking happened at least not on that run."

"Doll I never brought that shit home with me". "What happens on the run stays on the run. If I don't give you the line, you're gonna take it when I'm not here"? Leena didn't respond; she grabbed a smoke and took the first drag long and slow.

Tig reached over into his nightstand, pulled out a secret compartment, and grabbed his tray. He then grabbed his coke and placed it in his lap. He turned to his wife; he didn't like the idea, but she was right. He had done it with her before.

he lit his own smoke taking a couple of drags. "before this goes any further and you wanna tell me why you chose tonight out of any other night to freaking to ask me this shit? "darling talk to me what's going on in that pretty little head of yours"?

Tell me Alex why do you have to go and get it on the runs? "doll we talked about this your not into all the kink shit I'm into just be happy I fuck the dead no more".

Doll if this is about earlier I was pissed and in the heat of moment. his wife hadn't even looked in his direction since he finished talking. in fact she was semi shaking trying to light a joint Tig took notice how Leena deemer changed especially when she was trying to the her J their were slight tremors in her hand.

doll come here I'll light it for you.

After lighting the joint, she wouldn't look at him, which told him he needed to prepare himself for whatever she might say.

She was halfway through her joint when she said, "I don't want you going on a run for your fix."

"Doll, you aren't serious, are you? You really ready for the shit I'm about to give you? Because Doll, I'm into some hardcore BDSM: wax, knives, and bondage. You can't handle me pinning you to a wall. How the hell are you gonna handle being bound? And you think you can handle it all tonight? Wait... is that why you asked me for a line? It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question, Leena? Her lack of response told him that's exactly why she asked. She had pulled the hood up over her head looked to her hands, grabbing her sleeve, and her answer came out as a soft whisper, like a voice. Yes, that's what I'm asking of you, Tig.

he reached over pulling her into his side and pulled her hood down softly before forcing her to look him in the eyes. . her eyes conveying the message loud and clear. No doll you ain't hiding behind my hood. Then he moved so he could start to get to work make lines on the tray knowing she'd need a little more then one but also seeing she needed this at the same time cementing that their would be no more road pussy for him after tonight. he didn't know what scared him more the fact that if he fucked up her request he could lose her for good or the fact that she needed this tonight.

While Tig was getting the tray ready she got up and grabbed the jack from his nightstand he watched her as she walked over towards their window once he was finished with the tray he set it on his nightstand and got up and started to get the bed ready. he knew she wasn't exactly ready but well he knew shed find a male willing to. after everything was prepared he walked up to her pulling her into his body taking the jack from her hands he took a swig then sat on the bed placing it on the floor.

Warning sexual content

He was hoping she'd change her mind, but she grabbed the tray and sat next to him. They got high. Tig placed all his stuff back in his drawer once they were done. Before he leaned over to her and started kissing, his hands found the hem of her hoodie taking off his hoodie that was covering her body.

Went to making out, then he as he repositioned her on the bed. He took her hand, leading it to the hand cuff. But he never stopped making out with her as he did the same to her other hand. He worked his lips down to her collarbone, giving it a love bite. Alex "right here, baby". His hand moved to her nipped pinching it while sucking on her other breast. When I'm done with you, doll, you know me by a simple touch.

He grabbed the bottle and poured some onto her chest and stomach; he cleaned it up by licking and sucking it into his mouth. While his free hand went to her core, slowly entering one finger, giving her a little pleasure before he entered two fingers into her. When everything was over, she was a hot mess; he made her cum over and over again, but Tig still had plenty of energy. He noticed her state and undid the cuffs, gently sitting her up so she could sit against their headboard for support with her head falling onto his shoulder.

He looked at her and lit a cigarette for her. He told her to take a drag, holding it for her until she could inhale on her own.