My wife's surprise
My wife knows that I hate certain foods. But she insist on making them. I had a discussion with her before leaving for work this morning. I asked her to please not make anything that I hate for dinner. Did she listen to me? No! She should have though. What happened was her own fault. I was walking up to our back door I smelled a familiar smell. I stopped at the kitchen door. Smelled that air and shook my head. When I opened the door there she was standing at the stove stirring a skillet full of fu cking Manwich. I looked at her she gave me this grin that said FU. So I grabbed her by her apron strings and then I pulled her into the dinning room. I put her face down on the dinning room table and I raised her house dress. Then I yanked her panties down and I unzipped my dickies and I shoved my hard b**** right into her as shole. Yeah I gave her a good fuc king right on top of the dinning room table. Good and hard right in her as shole. She hates it up the butt. She was trying to get up but I kept her pinned to the table with her arm twisted up behind her back. When I finished and I let her up. I told her that she better not make that crap anymore or I would do far worse. She was miserable the rest of the evening as she has a hemorrhoid issue. I don't think she will soon try that sh it again anytime soon. But it served her right.