My husband caught me pt 2 SeXStoRY

It was time for me to leave, I didn't want to go, but I knew I had to. We dressed and left, and as I stood and watched him drive away, I knew that something was going to change. I arrived home, and after explaining that I had been covered in beer after a fight had broke out, I quickly jumped in the shower. My husband came upstairs to ask if I was ok, I shrugged and said every thing was fine. I was a little shocked when I felt a hand on my back, then his body sliding up behind me, naked and warm. What was he doing, he didn't do things like this, it just wasn't in his nature. 'I missed you' he whispered, kissing the nape of my neck. My knees started to buckle, 'Don't be silly, I wasn't out that long' I replied. 'Long enough darling'....... and I felt him push up against my naked skin, feeling his arousal so very distinguished at the bottom of my back. 'Stop, I need a shower' I said, but he didn't stop. He was holding me very tightly and biting the back of my neck, wanting to get nearer and nearer. I couldn't get away, I didn't want to get away. He f***ed himself into me, his huge cock pushing very hard into me, making me moan. Where had he been hiding these last few months, this is the man I married, this sexual passionate man. He pushed me forward, so that I was holding myself up against the shower wall. He was fucking me harder and harder with every thrust, cum was splashing all over my legs, and my moaning was becoming louder. 'Please, stop', I murmured. But he became more intent on forcing himself. 'I don't know what you are doing, but I know you are up to something' he said, 'I am going to make sure that I am the only guy you ever think about'. He had his hand around my neck and was pushing himself so hard into me, I nearly passed out. 'You are hurting me, get the fuck off' I shouted. 'Oh, I will babe, when I have got one off, inside you'! The more I tried to get free, the more f***e he used, pinning me to the wall and thrusting his cock deeper and deeper. He didn't care that I was now crying, he was hurting me a lot but he just wanted his own way, like a spoilt c***d. I used to love the way he was with me, but this wasn't him, he knew something, but what ? I had been very careful, no one knew what I had been doing. 'Have you been following me?' I said. 'Would you want me to follow you, what would I see if I did, you dirty fucking whore, I fucking knew it. A guy gives you the eye and you give him your cunt, stupid me. It all makes sense, not that I give a fuck because I am not stopping until I have what I want, bitch.'