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One of mankind’s most basic, most important institutions is marriage.
Yet today, at least in the United States, matrimony is crisis-ridden at best. The malaise chiefly affects couples in their late twenties and early thirties, products of the post-World War II baby boom, growing up during the Korean War and the dozen years of involvement in Vietnam, their disintegrating relationships a reflection of unstable times.
SOME WIVES WILL is the story of one couple, Mia and Bob McClain, who are young, attractive and successful all outward appearances, yet are unable to communicate at the most basic level. As a result, Mia is driven to seek a false kind of love in the arms of strangers, degrading herself and yet reveling in that very degradation, straining her tenuous marital relationship to the breaking point.
Mia and Bob — products of an uncaring society, and portrayals of an affliction that plagues many American marriages.
“Eeeee!” the big-titted redhead squealed. “Oh, no fair. You bit my nipple, you naughty boy.” But the tall dark handsome man paid her no mind. He sank his teeth into her red nipple once more and made her squeal again. Then she laughed aloud and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his naked body closer to hers. “Wow! Your hard-on is driving me wild. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Mia watched the two on the sofa from the hallway, where she couldn’t be seen. She had entered the house through the back door to pay Sally, her next-door neighbor, a social visit. She hadn’t reckoned on finding the shapely divorcee in the arms of a lover in the middle of the afternoon. She wished now she had knocked first, to save everyone a lot of embarrassment.
“Oh, lover,” Sally moaned, writhing like a bitch in heat on her living room sofa, “suck my tits hard! Make ’em burn!” She cupped both tits in her palms and lifted them towards the man.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.