Bethany wanted to make him go away, she had tried almost everything. After thirteen years of married disfunction it was almost to the point of cheating for her. This was a desperate attempt to avopid that, and she knew it. Dressed as if she expected to meet the queen for cocktails, Beth was the center of attention at this smalltown hub, as if anything ever happened in belmont international airport. The only reason there was a "INT'L" in the name was because they had a flight that went to Mexico...once a week.
Bruce was not a worldly man, raised in a mormon home he had barely managed to shed the white shirt and tie, now prefering light blue. His job as a computer consultant was boring. As a way to break up the humdrum life , he was taking accounting courses...online. In the back of his mind were the unpleasant things his wife would want him to do later tonight...having been away for two weeks, she would want sex. Chills went down his spine at the thought as several bible passages went through his mind. As the plane slowed to a stop, Bruce felt the familiar lurch of a complete stop, and the painful cramp in his stomach as his little vacation from homelife ended. She would be waiting in the concourse, as usual.
Bethany watched the people pour out of the open door,,,,and picked out her husband. "Guess it's time to show my nature", she mumbled to herself. Taking the small brown paper package from her bag, she held it in her hand.....and waited.
Bruce walked as slow as he could from the plane, "Another embarassing kiss as a welcome home", he said out loud. She always kissed him hard when he was gone for more than a few days, and he hated the show she gave strangers, at his expense. Bad enough to do these things with the blinds drawn, but in public it was an affront to God. He tried to put on the "Happy" face as he crossed the threshhold into the lobby....thats when he saw his wife, and started to die.
Beth took the wrapper off her package as soon as she saw him enter the building.....and pulled the chrome device from the box. A quick twist of thw base and it activated,humming in her trembling hand. The slit in her dress allowed her to pull the cloth quickly to the side so she could tuck the hem into her cleavage, exposong a perfectly manicured triangle of black pubic hair. Bethany slipped the vibrator into herself...and let out a sound that drew the attention of anyone not already transfixed by the pale woman in the Black dress.
Bruce felt a constriction in his chest....at first thinking it was the unwanted increase in heartrate his body forced on him when his wife showed him her flesh. This was different he decided, it hurt.Sweat began to form on his forehead and a sting ran up his arm....he could not breath.As he fell to the ground, he saw a look on Beths face he had never seen before, she looked like an angel, in the presence of its God.
Bethany watched as her husband stumbled to the floor....but she was in no state to care....for the first time in a decade, she Came.
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