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From: "Bonnie Downey" <brigidmom@prodigy.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Anniversary Suprise {MF, rape, F-solo}
Date: Fri, 13 Apr 2001 17:10:02 -0400
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Submitting my story for posting on ASSm.

Bonnie Downey
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Anniversary Surprise

Copyright 2001 By Bonnie Downey

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Feedback is cheerfully encouraged!

Anniversary Surprise
By Bonnie Downey
Brigidmom@prodigy.net

He slowly and lightly traced the curves of her breasts with the tip 
of his index finger moving toward her nipples and retreating just 
before touching them. He moved lower down to her abdomen, circled her 
navel and then trailed back up again to her breasts. She felt his 
slick body next to hers. She felt the beads of sweat rolling down his 
firm silken chest. She felt herself getting wet.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door 
slamming.

Amanda just finished setting the table and returned to the kitchen to 
check on the roast. She waited all day for Jerry to get home and felt 
her heart jump every time a car door closed outside. 

It was their tenth anniversary and she had special plans for a 
romantic evening with nothing left to chance. 

When she heard the door slam Amanda took off her apron and tried to 
quell her excitement. 

"Hi Honey." Jerry said as he entered the kitchen. "What's for supper? 
I'm starving."

Amanda walked over to her husband and put her hands around his neck 
then planted a slow yet firm long kiss on his lips.
 
"Well I made a roast, green beans, and baked potatoes." She looked 
into his beautiful brown eyes and ran her tongue along her top lip. 
"And for dessert I made your favorite, pecan pie."

"Sounds great." He said. "I'll be in my office. Call me when it's 
ready." He turned and left the room. She stood there a few moments 
just staring after him. Had he forgotten? He wouldn't dare forget 
again and definitely not their tenth, or would he? No, not this time. 
He must be waiting till we sit down to eat or maybe after dinner. 
Snapping out of her trance she returned to the stove and finished 
cooking.

"Everything looks great." Jerry said as sat down at the table. "Have 
to hurry and finish eating. Got a big meeting in the morning and I 
have to get ready. That jackass Roger is up to his old tricks again 
and I'm going to be ready for him this time."  

Jerry continued ranting about company politics for the rest of the 
dinner, and then excused himself to his office. 

Amanda stared at her green beans, moving them around with her fork. 
She was so excited thinking about the evening ahead of them that she 
hadn't eaten a bite.

"He did forget." She thought to herself. "How could he do this 
again?"

She sat there with tears in her eyes. She couldn't move for a good 
half-hour while she mulled over 8 years of forgotten anniversaries 
and birthdays. Forgotten because of his dedication to his job. 

Not knowing what to do, she stifled back the tears and headed up the 
stairs to get ready for bed.

The water from the pulsating showerhead sent shutters through her 
body as the water pounded down on her breasts. She raised one hand 
and messaged each breast back and forth up to her neck then down to 
her erect nipples. 

As her excitement grew she lowered the other hand between her legs 
and gently stroked her clit, producing a soft moan. The water from 
the shower made it easy to glide her fingers freely over her body. 
Each stroke made her want more and more. 

She lifted her leg to the edge of the tub and let her fingers slowly 
tease the outer lips of her pussy and slide back to excite her 
swollen clit. She forgot about Jerry for now, and as her pleasure 
rose, she inserted her index and middle fingers into her hole letting 
out a loud gasp. Starting slowly she moved her fingers in and out 
letting the base of her hand make contact with her clit. Her moans 
grew louder as she sped up the pace. Her breathing was rapid. Her 
mind thought of nothing but the present and the excitement she 
brought to her body. Soon she reached her climax and as her entire 
body shuddered in pleasure. She fell against the wall bracing 
herself. 

Amanda found herself crying uncontrollably, thinking about all the 
years that she endured this treatment. Finishing up the shower she 
dried herself off and went to bed where she attempted to cry herself 
to sleep. She was still awake several hours later when she heard 
Jerry open the bedroom door. 

Jerry crept into the room trying to be as quiet as possible as to not 
wake her. He slid off his trousers and shirt, and lowered himself 
into the bed. Amanda couldn't take it any more. She was going to have 
it out with him once and for all.

With out turning to face him she said, "So you finally decided to 
come to bed."

"What's that suppose to mean? You know I was working."

"If you don't know I'm not going to give you the satisfaction!"

"Ok, something's got your panties in a wad. What is it this time? Did 
you break a nail or don't they have that dress you want in your size? 
"

"Oh yeah! They had it all right. I was wearing it this evening not 
that you noticed; but then again you don't notice anything around 
here. I could be *fucking* half the neighborhood and you wouldn't 
notice a thing. I doubt you'd even care!" She covered her eyes with 
her hands and began to cry again.

"What the fuck are you talking about? You know my work is important. 
How do you think we can afford those $500 dresses?  For *God* sake 
Amanda, you're never satisfied." He stood up with the intention of 
leaving. "I'll be sleeping in my office if you feel like 
apologizing."

"How the hell am I suppose to be satisfied when you're never here? We 
haven't made love in over 6 months, and you want me to apologize. 
Fuck you! Have fun in your office cause you're going to live there 
from now on!"

"Oh so now we get to the core of your bitch!" 

He knelt on the bed, grabbed her arm and forcefully turned her over 
to face him. "You want to make love? We're going to make love." 

He pinned her arms over her head with one hand and climbed on top of 
her unprotected body. With the other hand he lifted her nightgown to 
her chin and forcefully began to kiss her nipples. 

"How about that dear, is this what you wanted?" He said between 
kisses.

She fought underneath him trying to break free, but his grasp on her 
wrists was too strong. 

"Get off me you son of a bitch." 

She brought her right knee up as fast and as strong as she could. He 
rolled off her letting out an ear-piercing scream while cupping his 
now throbbing member. 

"You bitch!" He managed to say.

Amanda jumped out of the bed and started to run for the door, but he 
recovered quickly and slammed her down on the bed. 

"You want to get fucked? I hope you're ready cause I am going to fuck 
you till you bleed you dirty *whore*." He slammed into her full force 
bringing tears to her eyes.

When she struggled to break free, he raised his hand and slapped her 
with all his might across the face. "Stop fighting this slut or 
you'll get worse." Then he let out with an evil laugh the likes of 
which she had never heard in her life, and hoped to never hear again.

For fear of what he may do next she heeded his warning and lay there, 
crying, shaking, sobbing, and wanting to die.

With one last thrust he let out a loud groan, then released his hold 
and collapsed next to her on the bed. 

"Oh My God, what have I done? He reached out his hand and placed it 
on her shoulder. "Are you ok? Please tell me I didn't hurt you."

Gathering up all the courage she could, she stood up and went to the 
doorway where she turned around briefly and looked at him with fierce 
determination. 

"Happy Anniversary *Darling*. I feel the need to thank you so much 
for my present. My lawyer will be drawing up yours!" Then she left 
the room, taking the image of his shocked face with her. 


THE END



Bonnie Downey <brigidmom@prodigy.net> 

Let me know what you think about my story. I like hearing from 
readers and answer all my e mail.


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