"Are you in town long?" Wren asked and then worried that he sounded too nosy, "I mean, I'm just passing through. On my way to the coast, you know. Big business trip." A business trip?" Stacy tilted her head slightly. "It's Christmas eve." Yeah, well..." Wren shrugged."Are you married?" Stacy asked him and the soft lilt in her voice drew a sharp look from Wren. "I'm sorry. Was that rude of me?" No," Wren cleared his throat. "I'm ... No, I'm not married."He held up his left hand, wiggling his fingers and apologizing for his bachelorhood by way of a chuckle. It had been his habit for some years, since he'd turned forty at least, and it most often brought sympathetic nods and knowing smiles in return. But not this time."Good for you," Stacy held her drink high with her own left hand and Wren couldn't help but notice that she wore no wedding band. She sipped her eggnog and set the cup carefully on the bar."Oh?" Wren smiled with some confusion and even the bartender looked down the length. She felt herself stretching tight; each thrust filled her in a way that made her think he must be halfway up inside her belly. She tried not to gasp with every drive of his hips, but it was difficult.When he came inside her, she could feel the surge of his seed travelling along the length of his shaft before it shot against the wall of her womb. He crumpled down on top of her, her legs felt like they were about to split under the weight of him. She laid still, waiting and praying for him to move off her and let her escape the crush. The only small mercy was that the fullness within her began to shrink.He pulled himself off her, saying to nobody in particular. "Fucking hell I needed that." As he rolled off her he trapped her leg beneath him, forcing her to twist herself over and face him on her side as he lay next to her. She found herself lying next to him, head resting in the crook of his arm, her thigh closed over the top of his and her hand resting on his shoulder, almost like a.
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