Patricia's POV
I didn't know what came over me. He was right, I was jealous although I had no reason to be. I thought I was okay with him bringing other women to sleep with them but seeing Brenda, something in me snapped. I tried to hold it in, so I stayed by myself, but he had the audacity to bother me and even threaten to bring more women home.
Something in me wanted to please him, to appease him. I enjoyed the morning kisses on my forehead and the way he fed me like we were married. It was endearing and I'd prefer it if he didn't remember another woman for now, even if I had to satisfy his sexual urges.
Okay fine. I was doing this for myself. His cock is all I've been dreaming about since that night when I rubbed myself against him. It hardened and grew instantly. Since then, I've needed it in me so bad and this night made it even worse. If I don't have that dick deep inside my throat then I wonder what I would do with myself tonight, so I went after what I wanted shamelessly.
