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I was stretching, ready for my daily run. It was Saturday morning. David, my husband was looking at my figure, I was hot and beyond at twenty-five, brown hair, green eyes, and a slim build with just more than a handful of breasts. My butt was tight like an athletes butt should be. David was admiring me, and I felt good. I felt happy, I would run to the park, and then get a fellow runner named Hank with a big cock to fuck me. He was older than me, and knew how to use his big cock. David kept staring at me, and I was almost tempted to not go but the allure of that massive cock waiting was just too much. He had his pistol and rifle out, getting them ready. Today was range day for him.I looked at David. I loved him deeply, and the whole getting fucked in the park idea was just an itch for me. I greeted my husband, seeing a strange expression this time. I looked at the guns again, knowing that today I will bring Hank home and have him fuck me in our bed. I could not even say Hank was more satisfying than David, I actually had no valid reason at all, and at times I thought I was insane. I filed the strange look on David?s face to the back of my mind, I was giddy for the orgasms I planned.I ran out the yard and hit a good rhythm. My mind would now start the processing, relaxing me mentally. Ten minutes away from home I saw the park and knew Hank would be at the public toilets already. David?s expression came up as I hit the park, almost fifteen minutes away, and suddenly my world tilted, and I almost threw up as I realized.It was pain and agony that I saw, and it was raw. I stopped and remembered the guns. David knew what I was doing.?Oh god, please. No, please, God.?I turned and ran as hard as she could for home, the feeling of dread overtaking me. I turned into the cul-de-sac and my heart dropped. There were two police cruisers and an ambulance in our driveway. I raced home and burst into the door.?Ma?am, you cannot be here.? A police officer said as he caught me.?Where is my husband, I live here? DAVID!? I screamed in panic.?Sorry ma?am, there has been an accident. Please do not go in,? the policeman said.I ducked under his arm and went into the den. David was on the floor, and they were working frantically on him. He had a wound to his chest. I stood in horror as I realized, my husband had shot himself. They seemed to stabilize him but said they need the extra seat for one of the policemen, who was a paramedic too. They wheeled David out, and I watched them vanish as I felt numbness from shock, then I grabbed my car keys and followed the ambulance. At the hospital the police asked me routine questions, trying to see if it was a suicide attempt. I denied it, hoping I was right and waited Ankara bayan escort (http://officialankara.com/) after they left. The surgeon came out and spoke to me two hours later.?It was close, damage to the lung, but he will recover. There will be some pain for a while.??Will he live???Yes, Mrs. Morris, he will make a full recovery.?I phoned my parents and his parents, letting them know. I knew I will have to eat the shame of my indiscretion but that did not matter as much as my desperate yearning for David to be fine. They wheeled him into recovery twenty minutes later and I waited anxiously for them to set him up, then I was at his side. He was awake now, and there was no hiding his absolute anguish.?I am sorry, David, please. I am so sorry.? I said softly into his ear, stroking his hair. I watched his tears. ?Please my love, I cannot be without you, ever. Promise me you will get better.? I sobbed into his neck.?Why, Liz?? he asked me.?God David, I have no idea. I have nothing rational at all. I will do anything to fix us. Please let me.? I was sobbing, holding his hand as my other hand was in his hair. I was terrified, this was my angel lying here.?You have no reason? All my pain and you have no fucking reason?? he said, and she heard the alarms go off as his heart rate skyrocketed.?Please, just stay calm for now, baby, heal, then scream at me. I will listen.? He frowned at me, at my tears. His parents were first, and they went in. I waited outside as they visited. They called me in and I knew it was the moment of truth, the hell from his family will start.?My mom will take you home to dress, Liz. Check if the guns are safe,? David said, and I was shocked.He did not tell them. We drove home, and I showered and dressed in track pants and a t-shirt. I also packed David?s toiletries as well as some of his favorite t-shirts. I took some snacks from the pantry and some fruit. I packed a few sodas for him too, then I broke down as the weight of the day hit me. I sat down on the kitchen floor, sobbing desperately. His mom came in and sat next to me, holding me. After I calmed down I went to the den. The pistol that David used was gone, the policeman at the scene told me it was logged into evidence now. I put the dismantled rifle in the safe, and then we left again. I stopped at the grocer and bought David?s favorite chocolate.My parents were at the hospital when I arrived, and they were also sympathetic. I walked in, told David what I got him, then proceeded to feed him bites of the chocolate.?You did not tell them?? I whispered when they were distracted by his nurse. ?Why???I am ashamed.??Oh fuck, David, no. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I am the scum here.??I know, but I failed as a man.??No, Escort bayan Ankara (http://officialankara.com/) you did not. Please, do not leave me till we have tried to work it out. Please David, just give me that.?He nodded, and I saw his tears again. My tears that he was crying. I refused to leave his bed until he was discharged five days later, except to shower and dress in clean clothes. At home, I put him in bed, then tried to clean the carpet where he bled, whilst sobbing noisily as I scrubbed at my husband?s bloodstains. Eventually, I just called contractors to replace it. I had asked the law office to send me my work, and they agreed. I worked from home, sitting next to David where he was recovering. I wept noisily when I started to pack my clothes into the spare bedroom closet two days after he got home.?You sleep here, Liz, okay?? he said after he stopped me.I saw the raw pain of his broken heart but agreed. I was not sure if it would cause him more or less hurt. He spoke with me, and I could never give him an answer when he asked me why, because I had none. David started to work from bed too, and then from the den. Two weeks after the incident he went back to work, as did I. I begged him to drop me, so we started using one car. He would sit in my office and wait for me to finish as I normally worked later. I hated the haunted look in his eyes. One afternoon, a month later, I finished as he came in and I kissed him, then stood back in shock at my spontaneous action. He pulled me closer and kissed me again. That night we made love, and we both cried the whole time. We pulled closer together, and David was doing amazing things to my body. The next morning he asked me if I had stopped running.?Yes, I did.??But you love it.??I want to be near you, my angel, okay?? Later that morning I saw a charge of one thousand five hundred dollars go through from our joint savings.I wondered but decided it would be a discussion over a glass of wine. He picked me up and I realized there was no discussion needed. He had bought me a treadmill. We sat on the floor in the den, assembling it which became harder as the wine bottle got emptier. That evening David made the best love to me I have ever experienced. I lay in his arms, looking at that haunted expression on his face. Then the realization hit me.David was doing everything to make me stay, and I was lapping it up. I was the fucking bitch that whored myself out, yet he was working to save the marriage. I started to cry bitterly, hating myself for being so selfish.?What is it, Liz?? he asked.?Just something, nothing bad, baby. Just something. I will tell you when I understand the emotion.? This normally appeased him. His words from the hospital started Bayan escort Ankara (http://officialankara.com/) to haunt me. ?I failed as a man.??Okay,? he said softly.?David, that was amazing, the way you made love. I promise you without any pretense that I have never had better, okay? Please can you do that again, soon???Yes darling, I will. I liked your little sounds too.?I pulled him into my back, pulled his arm around me, and placed his hand on my breast. It was the most amazing feeling, his hand there. I realized how indifferent I had become. There was one more thing I knew I could do, his biggest wish. Stop my birth control. I did not want to get pregnant too soon after we got married. I did not want to lose my body at the time. Now the only body I don?t want to lose is spooning me, and his cock is getting hard. I reached down and slipped it into me again, then sighed softly. It felt perfect. David made love to me twice more during the night.The next morning we tried to figure out how to use the treadmill with lots of laughter.***It had been three months since he shot himself, and we were laughing again, but David was still haunted by his nightmare, that he was not good enough. I now ran ten miles on the treadmill. I always dragged him to the shower with me after the runs and so he could make love to me before we dressed for work. I had my hand on his thigh as we drove, where normally I would be on my laptop now, and we spoke.We were invited to a friend?s birthday party on a Friday evening, and David was reluctant. I knew why, and I intended for him to not feel it again in the future. I could not stop kissing him after he agreed as he dropped me at work, some of it intentional but most of it was just the way I felt. At ten I sent him a bra shot with the caption ?My tits miss you.?. He sent me a shot of a pronounced bulge in his trousers. I was falling in love with my husband again.Friday evening was a minefield for me, and I fully understood why David was reluctant. I used to flirt innocently as I flitted around with my perfect body. Now that was not going to happen again, and it was not only for David. I had figured out that it was a small decision that led me to betray him. I stayed close to him most of the time. I saw his nervous looks stop as he saw that I had fully changed my ways. At one stage he was with all the men, sharing jokes. I walked to him and pushed against his body and put my arms around his neck, then kissed him deeply.?Walk me to the bathroom, my love?? I asked, and nobody misunderstood what I wanted from him.He nodded and we left to the men cheering. In the bathroom I bent over the counter and slipped my panties off. David pushed in from behind and I came hard, then he started pounding me. I lifted my shirt and pulled his hands to my breasts as he pounded me relentlessly. I begged him to go harder.?Fuck me, David. Fuck me hard. Own my pussy, It is yours. Take it and fuck it, baby. Harder!? I moaned as he slammed me into the counter.