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Devil In The Waters, Book 3, Chapter 9 (complete)
🕑 Added 2020-03-04 00:59:59 +0000 UTC
Eyes turned up to the ceiling now, Kimmy’s kisses crossed his collar, down his chest, the point of his erection catching on her bra then bouncing up to fall warm against her bare chest. She kissed his belly, worked her mouth down to his cock then took him fully, right inside her mouth all the way until he felt her tongue flatten on his scrotum. His legs shook, he sighed a long moan.
Kimmy pleasured him, but that ceiling above him, that white stucco space, was like a screen for an awful film projection. Kimmy with Devlin today. All day. His worst nightmare come to life. All the chances he had to stop it, and he never got in the way. Now he was sure that Kimmy had fucked him. Or Devlin had fucked her.
Thinking now of her jumping in bare feet, wearing her sexy suit, the long blades of muscle in her calves flexing as she went up and down on the balls of her pretty feet . . . The way her hands clutched between her thighs. Thinking now how her pussy would be ravaged. How that thing of Devlin’s he’d seen—whether real or not—plunging in and out of her. Kimmy was tall but slight. A thin girl who was tight on Josh’s size. And even if dream-Devlin wasn’t real, he’d seen what Devlin had many times before. Knew that what he pictured in that tent at the high school reunion wouldn’t be far off . . .
“No, Kimmy, no,” he said despite the overwhelming pleasure. Eyes closed, shaking his head, he dipped down, took Kimmy under her arms, helped her to stand. She was unsure, maybe a little worried, wondering why on earth he would stop her from doing something like that. On her knees for her husband. She wiped at her blubbery lips with the back of her hand, trembling pupils on his darting side-to-side. He gripped her arms tightly, pulled her into a kiss.
“I fucking love you so much,” he said before their mouths connected, and he took the slickness of her lips in his mouth. She gave him her tongue, and he could taste the salt from his own manhood. It was pressed now against her stomach, slippery with her spit, sliding from side to side against her.
The grip he had on her arms eased, slid down her forearms and gripped her wrists. His right hand touched her hip then lay flat on her stomach. Their tongues worked together as he dove his hand down the front of her panties. Kimmy gasped into his mouth and her knees sagged. His hand wove through the tuft of her pubic hair and into the warm wet flesh between her legs with a slick sound. Kimmy was sopping in a way he couldn’t ever remember feeling before. Overflowing. But overflowing for him. He ran two fingers through the hot folds of her membranes, back and forward, finding her opening and teasing into her. But Kimmy didn’t complain, didn’t close her legs and tell him no. She didn’t say “Ow,” or “I just want to suck your cock,” she pushed her hips forward, but she wanted him.
He pushed fingers inside her and still no testament to soreness emanated from her perfect mouth. Two fingers slid inside her with ease. The tightness was there, but his wife was so wet he might be able to put anything inside her right now. He fucked her with his middle fingers, and Kimmy fell against him, her legs shaking, her hands caressing him. “You’re so wet,” he said.
“I want you bad,” she said.
“Come on,” he said and they turned aside together, both of them putting knees on the bed. They knee-walked, looking to head toward the pillows, and Kimmy got ahead of him on all fours. He flicked aside her kimono and saw her bare ass cheeks under the black embroidered scoop of her panties. The strap of her garter ran across the hard taut flesh and he groaned at the sight. This was his wife. This was the girl he loved since high school. The one he first kissed in 11th grade and pined over when she went away to Taiwan for the summer. The one he stayed in constant contact with until they officially dated the second year at Queens. The one who’d been in his bed for years. Stood on the altar and said “I do.” Here in bed with him now. She was his. There was danger for sure. But what she showed him now was honest and real. This wasn’t an act. There were all sorts of awful things he could think of (and he would indulge if he liked, because, for whatever reason, it made him hard) . . . Like maybe Kimmy was so wet right now because she liked sitting in the car with Devlin. His $150,000 roadster, probably watching his hand on the transmission, sitting there for hours . . . what did they talk about? What had they done all day? It wasn’t all work. It couldn’t be. They’d been together . . . And now she was wet. But in his bed.
He grabbed her hips to stop her crawling. She paused, tossing a look over her shoulder at him. He ran his hand over the small of her back feeling the silk of her skin, watching her respond to his touch. The sway of her hips, her eagerness . . .
It had to be now; he ran a finger under the crescent hem of her panties, down where they thinned between her legs, found the slickness against the back of his finger were she was a woman, tugged the panties aside, curled over her back, and pushed himself inside her. Kimmy let out a low appreciative moan, turning her face up, him watching over her shoulder seeing her eyes close, a natural flutter in her eyelids. It was pleasure. Kimmy wanted him inside her. And she didn’t cry out as if she’d been pummeled today by Devlin’s much larger size. She was tight on him, wet, overflowing wet, but tight as ever . . .
“God,” he said, “You feel so good . . .”
Kimmy said, “You’re so hard, Josh, oh my God, you’re so hard . . .”
And if he thought he couldn’t get harder, he was wrong.
He said, “You make me hard, you make me so hard,” caressing her throat, beginning to stroke in and out of her.
She sighed, “You feel so big . . .”
Those words went across him like a slap and a backhand. Hurt, angst. Pride, too, waking him with her honest expression and appreciation of how hard he was. He was harder and therefore bigger than normal. True, but at the very best, Kimmy had seen Devlin’s bulge for real. That was true because she told him. And he wasn’t big. Not small, but definitely not to be confused with big. Kimmy knew what big was. Had seen it, even if just through a pair of pants. And she’d been with that man today, and if she got wet for that man, like he imagined, she considered his size. It was certain. Kimmy was thinking of her husband’s size because she’d been thinking of Devlin’s much larger size today.
Now he was wild with passion. Up on his knees, gripping the very narrow and tight waist of his wife and pounding into her hard from behind until the crotch of her panties burned the left side of his steely erection. He was twisted with hurt and wonder and jealousy and rage, but over top of it all was a low-oxygen high-altitude love for the most incredible woman who’d been with him for so long. Love for her, but worse: a love for her sex compartmentalized, individualized and separate from how he knew her. Fucking her pussy now like it was a separate thing. Like his cock was a separate presence in the room, now what she had between her legs was divided from who he knew her as a woman.
It was pure biological pleasure. Hard thundering cock plowing in and out of soft velvety succulent woman flesh . . .
***
Josh had never before been as savage as this. She needed it this way right now.
It was awful, but this position with her husband was one she’d already fantasized about with Devlin. Impersonal and sex-focused, it was a way to part care and compassion from animal lust. This was the way Devlin would take her. Face hidden away, uncaring, hoggish, getting only the one thing she wanted from Devlin. And never knew she wanted.
It would be only one time. One time for real. In Devlin’s car outside her gym didn’t count. That wasn’t sex—even though they both came, that was still just fooling around. Even today, that wasn’t sex . . . One time she would have sex with Devlin. It would be done, Devlin could be pushed off, separated, he’d find some other girl and a year from now she and Josh would have money in the bank, on their way to their future, and the thing Amy’d teased her about would be done and forgotten.
And now at the most inopportune time, the awful incident with Amy: the two of them bracing her unsteady husband at Tiffany’s party, Amy looking away while Kimmy got Josh’s penis out so he could pee—and found her husband erect. Saying to Amy her husband had a boner then both of them laughing. Her holding his penis, Josh’s stream spritzing, sputtering, sprinkling the bushes. Amy’s giggle. Looking over to find Amy peeking, eyes on Kimmy’s fingers aiming Josh’s penis. Amy saying, Aw, poor Kimmy, you had your chance and now look what you’re stuck with.
Josh’s grip on her sides was tight, his thrusts hard. She’d closed her eyes tight enough now to set sparkles behind her eyes. Her face twisted in the sheets, enjoying her husband, and hating the fantasy of another man. Josh was hard as iron right now. Uncomfortable, almost. His penis stabbed into her. Devlin didn’t stab, he bludgeoned. They didn’t have sex but she knew what it felt like to have her insides filled. Knew what it would feel like when he put it in you for real. He wouldn’t poke, he would devastate.
One time . . . just one time with him, and then it would be done.
There was still time to turn back, but she couldn’t deny her lust had been provoked.
Everybody messes around, Devlin had said. And it was true. Just one time, that was all.
Play only. No sex. That had been the rule—but today at the Port she’d opened her legs for Devlin. He’d got her hotter than she’d ever been in her whole life—aftershocks all afternoon—and she’d told him to put his big sperm covered cock inside her without a condom—what were you thinking? . . . what was it about Devlin that was so irresistible. God, the way he made her come . . .
And now she pictured the huge plump head of Devlin's cock as it had stroked at her opening today, covered in slick saliva and semen, so huge but both of them well-lubricated and ready . . .
***
“Harder,” Kimmy said, her words widening his unseeing eyes.
The room spun; a hazy, topsy-turvy boat on choppy waters. “Harder,” he agreed, tightening his stomach and pounding her.
“Deeper, Josh, God, oh deeper . . .”
Now he exhaled, somehow hurt but liberated—because that was exactly what he wanted to hear right now. “You . . . want it . . . deeper?” His words came individually, animal grunts.
“Deeper, Josh, harder, mm, deeper . . .”
“Ah, Kimmy, you feel so good . . .”
She was tight, her grip on him squeezing with eagerness; he was sure she was flexing her stomach and ass, trying to crush his cock as it speared in and out. The pleasure was bewildering. His own stomach tightened and he felt the first tickle of orgasm.
“Josh,” she said, gasping, then hissing: “Don’t stop, don’t stop . . .”
“Ah,” he said, biting his lip, fucking her harder, feeling the pressure rise, “I’m not . . . ah, no, no condom . . .”
“Don’t stop,” she cried, “Deeper, Josh, deeper . . .”
Harder was all he could manage.
And now it was all over. Him fucking his wife hard from behind, his wife acting wild in bed in such a crazy unfamiliar way. He lost his grip on control, and the orgasm swelled within him to bursting.
“I’m going to . . . mm, come . . .”
Kimmy made a disappointed moan, then clucked her tongue—it stabbed him in the heart, but did nothing to squash the sexual explosion already under way. He wanted to apologize—wanted to go deeper and harder, too, but it wasn’t going to happen. He said, “Your pill . . .” Meaning: had it taken effect yet?
“Don’t stop, oh, don’t . . .”
Kimmy stretched out now, lowering her cheek to the bed, putting her arms above her head and he watched her long graceful hands grab the pillows where they lay their heads at night. They formed shaking fists, and the lamp light winked a star off of her diamond ring. Completely his. So completely his. Smart, beyond smart, sexy, honest, completely his . . .
“I’m going to come in-inside you . . .”
She gasped, said: “Do it—come inside me, do it,” and now she began rocking on her knees, thrusting her sex back at him, and as the pressure overflowed from his testicles and they rolled up inside his body, he thought again of her thrusting back wanting that male penetration deeper (wider, bigger, harder) and he came in a wicked overloaded generator flash of white hot electric passion.
He grunted, bolted, hands slipping off her, falling with his chest over her back, as incredible overwhelming love for Kimmy burst bright behind his eyes. He came, and spurted inside her, stabbing, humping, his cock popping out, seeing underneath her a dashing line of his semen land in the bedding. He pushed it back in and she let out a satisfied moan, pushed back to get him in her his deep as he could go.
They collapsed together on the bed, him falling at her side, Kimmy rolling to her back. He watched her gasping profile, those pouting lips open but squeezing into an oval shape over and over, chuffing air. She was fingering herself.
On her back with knees up, feet flat on the bed, Kimmy sought more pleasure like he hadn’t satisfied her. Her high heeled shoes had fallen off and lay on the bed, one upright the other on its side. He looked at her stocking toes curling, her knees bowing in and out, one hand shoved in the front of her panties, the other hand holding her own wrist. He watched two knuckles dent up and down under the embroidered fabric.
“No, Kimmy,” he said, “me, let me . . .”
He pushed his hand into her panties, she brought her hands up. The inside of her panties were a sopping mess, his semen leaking out of her, her own juices overflowing enough to make a shine on her stomach. He pushed two fingers inside her, then three, thrusting them in and out and watching her face. It was what she wanted, and now her stomach tucked in and her ribs pressed out against her skin. God, she was so beautiful.
“Get me off, Josh, please, oh, get me off . . .”
Her face twisted from side to side, her pony tail tangling; she folded both forearms over her face, scissored them tight on either side of her head, hiding her face away, gasping and crying soft mewling sounds.
She bucked when she came, jumping in the bed, one leg shooting out straight.
“Take off these things . . . these garters,” he said, talking quick and desperate.
She heaved breath, eyes fluttering open, looking around the room. He still fingered her with deep slow plunging.
Kimmy thumbed open the clasps that held her stockings, and he got on his knees, began yanking her panties down her legs. He got them off, and collapsed on top of her. She closed her legs on his waist. His cock was just as hard as when they began.
“Yes,” she said, “yes, put it in, God, I need it . . .”
Her legs tightened around him as he hip-guided the point of his erection into her hungry opening. He went in with no resistance, and her pussy squelched with his entry.
His eyes searched for hers but Kimmy hid them. More hungry than he’d ever seen her, she was wild with passion. She came again. And though he was between her legs, over top of her, Kimmy didn’t seem connected. Arms over her face, it was like her mind had gone elsewhere while her husband fucked her. He kissed her gasping mouth.
“Deeper,” she urged him again, “you feel so good, I want it . . .”
Say it, Kimmy: Deeper.
But if she was thinking of Devlin, he couldn’t give her what she fantasized. And, fuck, if she’d slept with Devlin who had fifty more pounds of muscle and way more cock, could her Josh ever satisfy his own wife sexually ever again? What an awful thrill . . .
Kimmy came again, face still hidden, but that pouting mouth making small gasps as he believed she orgasmed. Now she hugged arms around him, hiding her face in his collar and clutching his back, wanting more and more and more . . .
His own balls began their boiling over now, convincing himself his wife was thinking of another man while her husband made love to her.
And something dark in him ached to tell her, ached for her to know what he feared: You’re thinking of Devlin, Kimmy, I know it! I can see it on your face, hear it in your cries, feel it in the way your nails run my back. Your mind is elsewhere, it's with another man . . .
Comments
RCH
Wow, Glaucon a good deal of insight into Devlin! I didn't process the VP position. That means Daddy is possibly still around. Is it possible that Devlin is in deep sh^t with Daddy over the shipment in customs? Maybe there is a weak spot there? Is Devlin possibly the boss Fu%kup son? We'll have to see. Very few businesses do better with the second generation. Because the kids don't have the same hunger as the first generation.
Glaucon
Also he's not the boss of the company, he's a "VP" and the owner's son.
Glaucon
Also, his talk about Kimmy being the whole package is such an obvious "line"
Glaucon
See, it feels to me like projection to talk about Devlin having romantic feelings for Kimmy here. I'll briefly reference Devlin himself saying he doesn't want to run away with her, her just wants to fuck, but we all know he's a liar who'll say what he needs to to get what he wants so I'll set that aside for now. To me, there doesn't seem to me to be anything to base romantic feelings on. Devlin isn't paying for shit, the company pays Kimmy, and pays her some other guy's salary that Devlin fired, at that. so it's not even more expensive than before, Devlin just has a pet unfaithful wife of his old tormenting victim. As for time investment, Kimmy makes a point about how little time Devlin has been spending with her. I don't see any indication this is anything more than an especially hot fling for him, possibly magnified by the fact that he can have it over Josh too.
Glaucon
DnD: that's touching on what I was getting at about strength being an amorphous idea - people talk about Devlin being "strong" but it's super easy to boss people around and act entitled when you have all the money and status in the situation. How "strong" is that really?
DavidnDaria
I suppose the real question about Devlin is this: Does KT make him a more complex character? Right now, I see him as an asshat, with all his posturing--almost a stereotypical, silver spoon bearing, self-absorbed idiot. But that's just me. :) This just brought up a really cool thought (at least I think it is): Devlin, given the way he was raised, might be far less capable of handling adversity than are Josh, or Kimmy. He hasn't had to work for shit.
Chinookfan72
exactly right now it’s low stakes stuff, I’d imagine when the stakes get raised so will the angst.
Chinookfan72
I think it’s just different interpretations of Devlin’s words and actions. We’ve gotten no internal monologue from Devlin so we have no idea what parts of what he is saying and doing is bullshit and what is honest. I think it’s more unlikely someone is going to invest a month of their time and spend thousands of dollars training and hiring lawyers just so he can get a power rush. He’s the boss of a company I can’t imagine he’s got that much free time on his hands to invest in Kimmy if she was just some conquest, and there has to be cheaper and faster avenues available to Devlin to give him his fix. As Josh theorized regarding the card, perhaps Kimmy is the target and not him. Perhaps Devlin fucking with Josh is just a cherry on top of his plan to break up Josh and Kimmy.. Perhaps that’s why he treats their marriage as a joke, because he ends on ending it. Maybe seeing Kimmy at the reunion rekindled his previous feelings and he puts this plan in place to finally get Kimmy. He decides he’s going to tell Josh all the details because regardless of what a Josh does with those details it puts Devlin in a better position to win Kimmy, or it blows up early and he hasn’t wanted much time and effort. I’m not saying this is for sure going to happen, or even it’s 50/50, but I wouldn’t be shocked if this is the route KT chose to go. I also wouldn’t trust any of Kimmy’s and Josh’s inner monologues as a basis of fact. The only people they are lying to more than each other is themselves.
Tim ziegler
If Devlin telling the truth he told Kimmy he doesn’t want to date,and not trying to steal her away from Josh,just work and sex.Maybe the reason the angst is low is because where hashing out on here.
Donkatsu
Good points, Glaucon, but Kimmy usually does not spend tooooo much time agonizing over her choices with Devlin.
Glaucon
All of Devlin's other bullshit is pretty obvious pickup artist patter, and Kimmy knows it, thinking to herself as much multiple times.
Glaucon
Man I dunno, we might be reading completely different stories. Seems to me that it's a huge leap to say that Devlin has feelings for Kimmy. It feels to me like it's mostly a game for him, an ego-stroking demonstration of his power, and a way to make himself feel big at the expense of others. Devlin treats Kimmy's marriage like a joke, while Kimmy agonizes over everything and feels pain for what she's doing. There's a power to that aspect of things too, what for Josh is a possibly marriage destroying act or series of acts, for Devlin is just a lark.
Chinookfan72
no problem, yes I’m constantly going back and reading sections to make sure I have context right.. However every time KT brings up Amy, Kimmy and Devlin my mind just goes to the part of the story where it was revealed Kimmy at least watched Amy and Devlin have sex. I totally missed any connection that Kimmy’s “chance” might have been something more than just a hook up. For some reason until it was revealed in the last couple chapters I thought Josh and Kimmy dated in high school, so perhaps that’s why I never put 2 and 2 together. Ultimately I agree Devlin has some feelings for Kimmy, I mean she’s damn near the total package. Also KT doesn’t seem to be a writer that likes completely good and completely evil characters, everyone is their own shade of grey. Thus Devlin’s only motivation can’t be to fuck with Josh. Maybe it’s to get back at Kimmy for breaking his heart in high school too. Perhaps he never got over Kimmy and getting to fuck with Josh is just icing on the cake. Regardless at some point the emotional connection has to increase between Devlin and Kimmy as I think it naturally would.
DavidnDaria
I didn't mean for you to re-read... I re-read. There probably was something there in high school. Devlin has seen Josh as someone to bully since both were kids, there's no reason to believe he can't get jealous, too. People do some crazy things and that's why KT's books are so good... KT knows the flow of human nature and it comes through big time in books like this one.
JamesIsAsleep
I was thinking this too, regarding two separate but almost parallel goals with Devlin. Both are reluctant to admit it to themselves, too.
RCH
Yes, re-read it is the one downside of getting the story in multi parts. Thank you for the clarification. DnD you saved me from having to re-read at the moment. I still am wondering if there isn't something there, Devlin and his motivations. It's not just the fun of the hunt for him it something else. It could be that he is that big of a douche bag that he just wants Kimmy to "F" with Josh. That would make him a very pathetic of a character. KT usually have some redeeming qualities in her characters Reza is an example of a scoundrel that is trying to help while getting a piece of the action too. Good guy no but not a complete devil ether. We'll have to see how Devlin turns out.
TF
Another good one! Two comments: I am impressed at how seamlessly KT manages two points of view of a single sexual encounter without repetition and no sense of discontinuity. Second, I have a feeling now (just that) Josh and Kimmy are actually moving along different tracks but in the same direction. Josh is all charged up by the thoughts of Devlin fucking Kimmy and Kimmy is all charged up by the thoughts of Devlin fucking Kimmy. Further, both have their embarrassing secrets that they actively hide from the other. When each becomes aware of the other’s secrets, the resultant clash will either blow them apart or make their existing bond stronger. I’m cheering for the latter.
Chinookfan72
i’d love to get some insight into what’s a Devlin’s motivations are. I’d have to say a least on some level he has feelings for a Kimmy. I don’t think he’d do this all just to fuck with a Josh and I do think he recognizes that Kimmy was wasting her law talents prior to him showing up. That being said, because we lack the insight into Devlin’s motivations it makes it impossible to know where he’s coming from. I’d imagine he’ll have a chance to prove it one way or another sometime in the future, until then he remains a mastery. RCH, I think I understand what you are meaning now about Devlin and a Kimmy in high school.. It took me awhile, but now I see you are wondering if a kimmy turned him down or something in high school, like she had the chance to date him and said no...That would be an interesting nugget if true, and as far as I can tell it very well could have.
DavidnDaria
Maybe he does have real feelings for Kimmy and maybe that's why he hasn't harassed Josh since the call that led to finding the card--he doesn't want to piss off Kimmy. I thought the bullying went way back to grade school before Kimmy was even in the picture. Time to re-read.
Chinookfan72
I think the lack of angst had to do with us being relatively early in the story. There is a lack of emotional attachment to Kimmy and Devlin that make their coupling less threatening, and there has been no interaction between Josh and Devlin for two books now. I’d imagine both of these things will change once Kimmy and Devlin start going at it for reals, but right now the stage is still being set for the chess game to begin. I’d think getting small chunks of the story would increase angst not decrease it because we are almost always left with more questions than answers after each chapter.
RCH
Chinookfan72, yes I remember that and one could read that it was more that a one time thing potentially. I maybe reading in something that is not there.
RCH
We'll what I am really reacting to is Amy dialog combined with Devlin's insistence on getting Kimmy to a hotel room to do her right! I'm just wondering that maybe as I said above that perhaps Devlin has feelings for Kimmy beyond the physical. I was just wondering if he may have bullied Josh because he got the girl? Poor Devlin is not appreciated as having any feelings he is just treated as a "BIG DICK" by all the girls... boo, hoo...
JamesIsAsleep
I feel like this is just a, "give it time" thing regarding angst. That said, it feels like we've been waiting a long time for angst to hit with the might that KT has done in the past ... I think it's the piecemeal release that you mentioned having an effect, I had a totally new level of clarity and love of this story when it was released in a full book format. I dont know what the disconnect is for me in reading in this piecemeal format (though I have my thoughts), but i still prefer the complete story to this style. That said, seeing that red number on the top right corner of the patreon app icon is a drug.
DavidnDaria
You know, you're both right. It is different territory, though Six Weeks has that potential, too. I mean, Janey is cheating with Maceo (c'mon!). It's an interesting thing, but Kimmy keeps thinking one and done. Yeah, it's really cheating, but what if she really has the inner strength to shut Devlin down after just one time?
DavidnDaria
What I did ensured I got it. <i>Right now</i> I doubt Josh really wants the truth. He wants the turn on of not knowing, yet doesn't want it at the same time. It makes him sick, but it turns him on incredibly. He may well be cuckold. If Kimmy does as she's convinced herself she's going to do, he may well end up an unaware cuckold for a while until it slaps him in the face. I don't know if KT is going to go there or not. That's why I wrote about one-and-done for a while. In the one-and-done scenario, as I see it, Kimmy leaves Devlin's employment for another, more lucrative position in law. She eventually faces her old company in court, wins, and then she and Devlin explode. It ain't gonna happen now that it's out in the universe, but it's entirely in character as of now.
RCH
Glaucon, it's feels less angsty because Josh keeps getting defused. He is getting reassured by Kimmy and it's not a deception she truly loves him and whats him. She needs and wants Josh in her life. She is just looking to get some strange. Is she going to be able to keep things simple with Devlin? Is she going to get attached to Devlin? Or possibly is Devlin going to get attached to her? He keeps holding off he wants to do her right the first time. Why's he care so much if it's just pussy for him? Now what is going to happen down the road is as you say, is up to KT. I have to agree that this is somewhat different territory for KT but it's great!
Glaucon
It's interesting, so far it feels less angsty than Maggie or the LHW, or even parts of Happy Endings - although to be fair it feels like we're still in the set-up stages! It may also be that this hits me different when I read it piecemeal like this. Another aspect might be that the long form cheating story is somewhat newer territory for KT, so still playing around with perspectives and dynamics.
Chinookfan72
there was reference to at least one incident in high school that included Amy, Devlin and Kimmy... Sounds like Kimmy didn’t join in, but could have.
RCH
Another one knocked out of the ball park! KT great inner dialog! We're getting a better handle on our couple. Interesting Kimmy's replay of Amy's comments! "Amy saying, Aw, poor Kimmy, you had your chance and now look what you’re stuck with." What chance? Is this in reference to something that happened in HS? I though the incidences at the reunion happened after Kimmy and Amy put drunken Josh to bed? So, we still have more history that is to be revealed! Is it possible that Devlin has been pining Kimmy since HS? Is this the source of Devlin's bullying of Josh? Hum...
KT Morrison
Got it thanks! I swore i checked that, but still somehow to get them switched. I'm sticking with Western for law, and I made the change to the first ebook. Thank you!
Donkatsu
Yep, the previous comment, where autocorrect invented the word "quantize" should have read: Wow! what a hot chapter. Way better than some stupid Covid-19 quarantine. On the copy editing front: "It had to be now; he ran a finger under the crescent hem of her panties, down where they thinned between her legs, found the slickness against the back of his finger w[h]ere she was a woman"
Donkatsu
"quantize" what's that? => "quarantine"
Donkatsu
Wow! what a chapter! Way better than some stupid Covid-19 quantize. . . Joining the copy editing brigade: "It had to be now; he ran a finger under the crescent hem of her panties, down where they thinned between her legs, found the slickness against the back of his finger w[h]ere she was a woman."
Glaucon
KT, just FYI in case it got swallowed up by other comments and missed, you've swapped where Kimmy went to law school - in book 1 (chapter 7) you have Kimmy saying she went to law school at Queens and undergrad at Western, and here you've got the reverse.
Chinookfan72
I enjoyed this chapter a lot.. The inner monologues of both Kimmy and Josh sound like drug addicts. DND & RCH, continuing our conversation from the last chapter.. I agree with both of your last comments.. The fact that this is Josh’s first, and only serious relationship makes it even harder. I highly doubt he has much experience at all with women outside of Kimmy so the fear of losing the only girl you’ve ever had ratchets up the fear another level. DND, as you said in your experience you didn’t confront your significant other until you knew she couldn’t lie.. I would expect Josh to do the same, and right now Josh lacks any evidence that would prevent Kimmy from being able to fib her way out of his line of questioning. This was what I was trying to say in previous comments but couldn’t do it as eloquently as you did. Now this doesn’t mean he can’t go the Tommy route in Happy Endings, but I don’t think Josh wants to admit to himself yet that he’s into his wife sleeping around.
DavidnDaria
Kimmy is certainly playing with fire. Rationalizing. Just like the kid who says, "Well, Johnny did it! Why can't I" Make it okay in your mind and you don't feel. You don't realize.... until you do. Maybe she'll ask for permission... next time.
JamesIsAsleep
I enjoyed reading this ... I do love Kimmy's frequent mantra ... "Everybody messes arounds" *puts hands over ears "lalala!"
DavidnDaria
Anger sex, hate sex, whatever you want to call it. Rationalizing. Just once. Just one time, and everything will be okay. Life will go on. Or will it? It won't? If it does, it will be a first. KT, will you make it a first? One year? Two years? Three, then boom? Just when Josh and Kimmy have everything they've dreamt of: A beautiful house, nice cars, and to top it off, daddy's little girl, bouncing on Josh's knee giggling, laughing so hard, she snorts, "Daddy!" It happens again. Then again, and again. Kimmy sulks to the laundry room. She needs to change.
JamesIsAsleep
This was fantastic. Josh is getting smarter, but his fantasies are preventing him from stepping in to put a stop to what he suspects of Kimmy. I really love both perspectives in this part, it's a wonderful contrast. Really well done.
