{"id":13073,"date":"2016-10-24T16:00:57","date_gmt":"2016-10-24T22:00:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13073"},"modified":"2016-10-24T16:00:57","modified_gmt":"2016-10-24T22:00:57","slug":"deadly-couple-marital-problems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13073","title":{"rendered":"Deadly Couple – Marital problems"},"content":{"rendered":"

(Inspired by the movie Mr. and Mrs. Smith)<\/strong><\/p>\n

Jack cried out as he thrust hard into Carla Juiser\u2019s pussy, his cock spurting its load. She gasped and then frowned at him in disappointment. \u201cAre you cumming already?\u201d<\/p>\n

He panted as he pulled out of her before rolling over to lie naked in her bed right next to her. \u201cLet me\u2026 catch my breath\u2026 and then we\u2019ll go again.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGawd; I hope so. You came too fast.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026and then her bedroom door opened as an attractive woman in black hair and a black catsuit entered. She was wearing gloves while holding a gun with a silencer screwed into the end of it.<\/p>\n

Carla gasped as she instinctively pulled a sheet up over her exposed breasts, trembling with fright. \u201cWho the fuck are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShit. That\u2019s my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

Carla turned toward him in shock. \u201cYou\u2019re married??\u201d Then she turned back toward the woman in black who was pointing the gun right at her. She was terrified the bitch might pull the trigger.<\/p>\n

\u201cLook, I didn\u2019t know, ok? He\u2019s the one who seduced me! Please don\u2019t hurt me!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you get a chance to cum?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Carla was dumbfounded at such a strange question.<\/p>\n

\u201cI asked if he gave you a chance to cum yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cN-no, we didn\u2019t get to that p-part. He c-came too quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cToo bad, honey. You\u2019re supposed to be dead. He should have killed you, not fucked you. I hate to say this, but no last orgasm for you.\u201d Then the gun spit lead with a quiet \u201cTHWPPTT\u201d.<\/p>\n

Carla\u2019s eyes flew open in astonishment as she fell back onto the bed. A little red hole appeared in her forehead. Blood started to trickle down around her nose and into her open mouth.<\/p>\n

Jack\u2019s reaction was instantaneous… \u201cDamnit, Jill; did you have to kill her right now?\u201d<\/p>\n

In response his wife calmly held up the fax in her other hand. \u201cSo when were you going to tell me about this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI figured you didn\u2019t need to know since I was going to take care of this one myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI see,\u201d she snorted in disgust. Then she motioned at the dead woman\u2026 \u201cShe was pretty. The picture they sent along with the fax didn\u2019t do her justice. Was she a good fuck?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI might\u2019ve found out if you hadn\u2019t ended things so prematurely.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew you were seeing her when you didn\u2019t come home in time for supper. Just when the hell were you going to finish her off?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCouldn\u2019t you have waited another 20 minutes?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy? It would only have taken you three to cum and go. Hell, I time my boiled eggs when we\u2019re having sex.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that why I keep hearing that ding from the kitchen when we\u2019re making love?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t call it that.\u201d Then she turned to go, casually telling him, \u201cDon\u2019t forget to clean up, asshole.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy the hell should I clean up?? You\u2019re the one who shot her! Damnit, Jill; come back here!\u201d But his wife was already heading out the bedroom door, her fading voice drifting back into the bedroom\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cYour supper is on the stove getting cold. I\u2019m going out for a drink. I\u2019ll be home late.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jill!\u201d But she was gone.<\/p>\n

\u201cShit!\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked at Carla and sighed heavily. It was too bad. He had really wanted one more fuck out of her before he had to put her down\u2026<\/p>\n

A FEW DAYS LATER\u2026<\/p>\n

Jill was naked fully impaled on Bill Anderson\u2019s cock in his bedroom. His hands hungrily groped her boobs as she rode him while moaning and panting heavily. Now this was what fucking was all about.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, Jill; you\u2019re hot!\u201d he panted. \u201cI never see this side of you when I\u2019m over for a visit.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because we\u2019re never alone when you come over.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoesn\u2019t Jack fuck you like this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe used to. Lately he\u2019s more like a minute-man. When he gets done I usually have to take care of things myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t know I wasn\u2019t satisfying you, Jill.\u201d<\/p>\n

The lovers in bed both turned abruptly at the voice to see Jack standing there, a folded piece of paper in his hands. \u201cOh hi, honey,\u201d his wife remarked casually, hardly reacting at all. \u201cFancy seeing you here. I\u2019ll be done in a minute\u201d and she kept on riding the cock inside her.<\/p>\n

Bill was a little more alarmed at being discovered with his friend\u2019s wife in his bed eagerly riding his cock. \u201cJack, I can explain. This isn\u2019t what it looks like.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack ignored him to glare angrily at his wife. Then he waved the piece of paper at her. \u201cSo when were you going to tell me about this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack; have you been in my recipe box again?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s the only way for me to find out if you\u2019ve been holding out any hits on me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHits?\u201d Bill asked dubiously. \u201cWhat do you mean \u2018hits\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo hard feelings, Bill,\u201d Jack said as he pulled a long blade out of the inside of his dark blue jacket. With a quick slash he sliced right through his friend\u2019s neck, completely severing his carotid artery. Bill\u2019s eyes flew open in horror as he started making gurgling sounds, trying to breathe while his lungs began to fill with blood.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack! I was this close!\u201d Jill held her fingers together to indicate how close she was to cumming as she continued riding the cock of the man dying underneath her.<\/p>\n

She blurted out \u201cShit!\u201d as the dick inside her softened. Bill spasmed and gurgled until he was quiet and unmoving save for a few stray muscle twitches. The pillow his head was resting upon quickly became soaked with blood.<\/p>\n

She rose up only to leak cream out of her pussy from her lover\u2019s dying ejaculation. Her husband noticed it and smiled. \u201cWell at least he got to cum.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Jack! I was almost there!\u201d<\/p>\n

In response he tossed the fax of Bill\u2019s ordered demise at his wife. \u201cMaybe if I would have seen this sooner this might not have happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy? Did you want to fuck him yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t be absurd!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack; he\u2019s bleeding out all over the bed!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen I guess you\u2019re going to have quite a mess to clean up.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t do that to you with that bitch Carla!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe pissed herself in her bed after you shot her. I had a lot more to clean up than you realize.\u201d Then he turned and angrily walked out of the bedroom.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack! Come back and help me clean this up!\u201d<\/p>\n

His voice was fading as he called back, \u201cClean it yourself. I\u2019m going out for pizza tonight. I don\u2019t think you\u2019re going to be home in time to fix dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSave some for me, damnit!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut you hate anchovies!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDAMN YOU! YOU\u2019RE BUYING AN ANCHOVY PIZZA JUST FOR SPITE! YOU KNOW I HATE ANCHOVIES!\u201d She heard his laugh echo in the hallway before he slammed the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck!\u201d<\/p>\n

In exasperation Jill looked down at Bill lying dead in his bed, his eyes wide in shock. She briefly mourned his loss, but only because of the orgasm she\u2019d been denied. \u201cA couple more minutes and we could have cum together,\u201d she murmured sadly. \u201cDamn him!\u201d<\/p>\n

She tried sticking his cock back in, but it was much too soft. She let out another obscenity as she rubbed her clit. But the mood was gone.<\/p>\n

\u201cShit!\u201d she gasped in annoyance as she climbed off. Now she had blood on her. She would be forced to use his shower to clean off first before cleaning up the mess in the bedroom\u2026<\/p>\n

AND A FEW MORE DAYS LATER\u2026<\/p>\n

Lucy Dosgood found herself riding this attractive man\u2019s cock on a chair in her living room. He\u2019d met her after work, bought her some drinks at a bar and then driven her home. Now she was straddling him while impaled by his cock, her breasts bouncing in his face as he held her hips.<\/p>\n

He\u2019d already cum once before, annoyingly fast as far as she was concerned. But he\u2019d stayed hard enough to remain inside her as they continued to fuck in the chair. It was a situation that promised to work out well for everyone involved so long as he didn\u2019t cum again too quickly.<\/p>\n

His face fell when she heard the door open behind her. She couldn\u2019t see who it was, but he could\u2026 and he didn\u2019t look happy. Then he blurted out, \u201cOh shit; my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYour wife??\u201d<\/p>\n

She was just starting to turn around to get a good look at their intruder when a thin cord came down around her neck and began to tighten. Her eyes flew open in surprise as it bit into her flesh. Her hands instantly came up, her painted fingernails clawing in vain as her breath was cut off. Her mouth formed a silent O as the scream died in her throat.<\/p>\n

Jack continued to bounce her in his lap, feeling her pussy clench instinctively around his cock. Maybe there was still time for her to get him off before she succumbed to his bitch of a wife.<\/p>\n

\u201cJill, couldn\u2019t you have left this one for me to take care of? I would\u2019ve killed her after we were done!\u201d There was the briefest flicker of horrific understanding in Lucy\u2019s expression at this revelation as she vainly tried to pull a breath of air down her constricted windpipe.<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew when I saw her picture come through with the fax you would try to bang her, asshole.\u201d Then she breathed into Lucy\u2019s ear\u2026 \u201cSorry honey, but you should be dead by now. I hope you already had your orgasm.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAWWK!\u201d Lucy tried to breathe but couldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Jill!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHer tits are sagging a little. You like that in a woman, Jack? Would you like me better with sagging tits? I work damn hard to maintain my figure for you\u2026 and you want to fuck THIS??\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jill; I was only trying to have a little fun. She was going to die anyway!\u201d<\/p>\n

Lucy\u2019s eyes widened as she struggled to breathe. The cord cut into her neck until it started to draw blood. A moment later she began to shudder.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey, maybe she\u2019s having that last orgasm after all. Lucky girl. We all know you weren\u2019t going to be giving her one.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jill; I wasn\u2019t ready to cum yet!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou never are. And when you are ready, you cum so fast it\u2019s hardly noticeable.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lucy\u2019s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as her eyes darted this way and that. Her face turned a deep shade of red as her fingernails clawed little red lines into her neck from her attempts to loosen the garrote claiming her life. Jack tried to bounce her dying body up and down on his cock, noticing her pussy was clenching wonderfully. But he wasn\u2019t ready to cum yet. She was going to be gone before he got close enough to ejaculate.<\/p>\n

She suddenly shuddered as a death rattle emanated from deep down her throat. Moments later she pissed in his lap. Jack winced before blurting out, \u201cOh, shit!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Jack; I believe that\u2019s piss.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jill; that\u2019s not funny! Why couldn\u2019t you have allowed me to take care of this one my own way?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I wanted to spare her from the \u2018sixty-second man\u2019.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, that\u2019s very funny.\u201d<\/p>\n

She pulled hard on the garrote until Lucy gawked once. Then she went limp in Jack\u2019s grasp. Jill let go and backed off. Jack unchivalrously let the dead body go as well, causing the poor woman to tumble out of his lap and crumple onto the floor. Her eyes were wide, frozen open in shock as her tongue protruded out of her mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere, honey. I did your damn job for you. The least you can do is clean up the mess.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Jill! She peed on me! Now I need a shower!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow why does that sound familiar? Oh yeah\u2026 because I had to take a shower when you slit Bill\u2019s throat.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe was supposed to die anyway!\u201d<\/p>\n

See you when you get home, asshole.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHey! Don\u2019t you dare eat that last piece of chocolate cake I put in the fridge! I was saving that for a snack later tonight!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOops. Too late.\u201d She grinned as she deliberately licked her lips.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou bitch!\u201d She just laughed as she turned and left\u2026<\/p>\n

AND STILL A FEW MORE DAYS LATER\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cYou one hot fuck! Me glad you came to see me!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s my pleasure, Mr. Tanaka. I\u2019ve always heard good things about you Japanese businessmen.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I heard a great deal about you unsatisfied American housewife.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAll true, Mr. Tanaka\u2026 all true.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jill grunted as he took her from behind over his desk. His cock was not terribly large. But he certainly knew how to use it.<\/p>\n

She gasped and moaned, panting with each thrust into her pussy. These businessmen knew how to take what they wanted. She was glad she\u2019d intercepted the fax on this one. If only Jack didn\u2019t find out about it. Maybe she could stretch this one out over a few days\u2026 maybe a week or more.<\/p>\n

She heard a strange whishing sound behind her. A moment later her backside felt like it was being coated with warm spunk. \u201cOh Mr. Tanaka\u2026\u201d she began to say as she turned around to look. Then she screamed in horror\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cAUUGHH!\u201d<\/p>\n

His headless body began to topple over as blood continued spurting out of his neck onto her back. Jack was standing behind him with a bloody samurai sword in his hand, a satisfied smirk on his face. A quick glance at the wall behind her revealed her bastard of a husband had pulled it down from the wall where it had been on display. Neither her nor her lover had noticed his entrance.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Jack; that\u2019s fucking gross!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo is catching you bent over his desk like that, bitch. You have no idea where that cock has been.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShit! I was getting ready to cum!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean you didn\u2019t orgasm when you were bathed in his blood?\u201d<\/p>\n

There was quite a pool of it accumulating on the carpeting. In fact a crimson flow was still being pumped out from his neck stump as his headless body jerked around a little. His head lay a few feet away, a look of total surprise in his eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cHa-ha; very funny. You sure made one hell of a mess, damn you!\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack held the bloody sword aloft and inspected it. \u201cHell, I never realized these things were that sharp.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCouldn\u2019t you have strangled him like everybody else\u2026 or simply put a bullet in the back of his head? Did you have to make a mess of things?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood thing I\u2019m not staying behind to clean up.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no, you don\u2019t!\u201d But he had already dropped the sword and was rushing out the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Jack; I\u2019ll kill you for this!\u201d But he was gone, leaving her behind to clean up.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn him! Shit!\u201d<\/p>\n

She sighed as she looked at the mess all around her. She was bathed in blood and needed a shower. Hopefully this Japanese bastard had a bathroom in his office or somewhere nearby she could use.<\/p>\n

She shook her head as she went to clean up. This was too much! She sighed as she angrily muttered, \u201cShit. Did he really have to use the sword on him?? Sonofabitch!\u201d<\/p>\n

AND EVEN MORE DAYS LATER\u2026<\/p>\n

She answered the knock on the door, only to find herself facing a woman in a black latex catsuit. \u201cAre you Miss Flanders?\u201d the newcomer asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d the blond replied hesitantly, looking nervously at the rope and handcuffs in the woman\u2019s gloved hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cEvelyn Flanders, the accountant?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes. What do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMy name is Jill Smith. May I come in?\u201d When she produced a gun in her other hand Evelyn gasped in alarm.<\/p>\n

\u201cS-sure, I g-guess so.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jill looked all around to make sure no neighbors had seen her. Then she pushed her way inside and quickly closed the door. \u201cWh-what\u2019s this all about?\u201d the frightened homeowner gasped anxiously.<\/p>\n

\u201cAs soon as my bastard of a husband sees the fax we got on you, he\u2019s going to come a\u2019callin\u2019, Miss Flanders. So I thought I would beat him to it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cB-beat him to it??\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes\u2026 and I\u2019ll need your help with this one. Can you do that for me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI, uh\u2026 I g-guess so.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood. Let\u2019s take a look around, ok?\u201d<\/p>\n

She motioned Evelyn forward at gunpoint until they came across the stairs leading up to the second floor. There was a banister up above that looked promising. \u201cI think this will work,\u201d Jill told her, motioning with the gun. \u201cUp we go.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn led her up the stairs where Jill looped the rope through the supports to the banister. Then she motioned the homeowner to head back down. \u201cI d-don\u2019t understand,\u201d Evelyn finally stammered as they descended back down to the main floor.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy husband likes to fuck our targets before he kills them, especially if he thinks they\u2019re attractive. And from the picture we received, he\u2019s definitely going to think you\u2019re attractive, honey.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cH-he is?\u201d Then Evelyn paused as she asked, \u201cWh-what do you mean\u2026 \u2018T-targets\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a long story,\u201d Jill explained as she put her weight into the rope. The support to the bannister seemed strong enough. Then she began making a noose out of one end.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen we married we were working for rival companies. After a messy few days we splintered off and started our own business. We discovered we work much better together than trying to kill each other off.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs th-that so?\u201d Evelyn was not feeling the least bit comforted.<\/p>\n

\u201cEvery now and then we get a fax for a new assignment. But Jack, well\u2026 he loves to fuck our targets if they\u2019re sexy enough. And you, honey, would definitely be on his list.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI promise not to f-fuck your husband, Jill.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I know you won\u2019t honey.\u201d<\/p>\n

The noose was finished. Jill gave it a couple of test pulls. Then she directed Evelyn to take off all her clothes.<\/p>\n

\u201cB-but why?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I want Jack to see what he missed. I\u2019m kind of a bitch that way.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Smith, I really d-don\u2019t\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease don\u2019t make me shoot you, Evelyn. That would really make quite a mess. You have a nice, clean house. We wouldn\u2019t want blood all over the place now, would we?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I g-guess we wouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCome-come\u2026 off with the clothes. I haven\u2019t got all day. Knowing my horny husband, once he finds out you\u2019re next he\u2019ll want to rush right over and fuck you just as soon as he can. And here we were supposed to go out for dinner tonight at a fancy restaurant. I hope we can make it as I love seafood. Maybe I\u2019ll buy the most expensive dish on the menu.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn was astonished. Was this woman really going to hang her? She talked so casually like they were friends having coffee together. It was as though she did this type of activity all the time with no conscience whatsoever! Who the hell was this crazy bitch??<\/p>\n

Jill glanced at her watch and sighed heavily as though she had an appointment she really wanted to keep. Evelyn gulped anxiously, her hands trembling as she finished undressing. She didn\u2019t know why she put her clothes in a tidy pile. From the looks of things she wasn\u2019t ever going to be wearing them again. Perhaps it was simply force of habit.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow hands behind your back,\u201d Jill motioned. Evelyn whimpered as she turned around and did as she was told. Jill clatched the cuffs she had onto both wrists.<\/p>\n

The assassin looped the noose around the frightened woman\u2019s neck, causing Evelyn to gasp with fright. Jill set the knot behind her left ear. Then she pulled on the other end of the rope while motioning\u2026 \u201cUp onto that third step, honey. That should be high enough.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn whined pitifully as she took a step up and then another. She reached the third step and turned around, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. Jill tugged on the rope until Evelyn gawked as she was pulled up onto her toes.<\/p>\n

\u201cVery nice, honey,\u201d Jill purred at her, tying the rope off to the railing while keeping the poor woman up on her toes. \u201cJack is going to go nuts when he realizes I got here ahead of him and sees what a great body you had. I\u2019m betting you would\u2019ve been a really hot fuck.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cP-please d-don\u2019t!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow I don\u2019t know if he likes necro sex or not. So I don\u2019t know what he\u2019ll do with your dead body once he sees you like this. At least you won\u2019t feel a thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cP-p-please! I don\u2019t want to d-die!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAren\u2019t you going to thank me for not shooting you and getting blood all over your nice, clean floor?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWh-what?\u201d At a time like this, the crazy bitch actually wanted her to be thankful??<\/p>\n

\u201cAren\u2019t you going to thank me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTh-thank you, I g-guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow step off, honey. It\u2019ll be over in a few minutes, depending on how long it takes for you to strangle to death. I would have dropped you more but there just isn\u2019t time to set one up. Besides, Jack might be here any minute and I want you dead when he gets here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cN-no\u2026 p-p-please\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Jill sighed with exasperation. \u201cDo I have to do everything myself?\u201d And with that she reached forward, stuck a finger in Evelyn\u2019s wet, dripping pussy and used it to pull her off the step.<\/p>\n

The blonde let out a \u201cGAWK\u201d as she lost her footing. She swung out over the base of the stairs, her body framed by the entrance to the stairwell. She began to kick as her feet fluttered for the steps behind her.<\/p>\n

Jill watched impatiently, tapping a foot while waving at her to hurry it along\u2026 \u201cC\u2019mon, c\u2019mon; I haven\u2019t got all night. I have to get home to change if we\u2019re going to that seafood place. I hope Jack doesn\u2019t make us late for our reservations.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn rasped and gurgled as the noose closed tighter around her throat. Her hands jerked and pulled helplessly behind her back. Her legs kicked\u2026 fluttered\u2026 kicked again.<\/p>\n

She tried to get a breath, tried to inhale. Then she began to jerk harder in an effort to loosen the noose around her neck. But it had the reverse effect, tightening ominously until she could no longer draw the tiniest of breaths into her lungs.<\/p>\n

Her face turned a dark shade of red as she twisted and swung. Her body jerked, her breasts heaving as her nipples stood out from her asphyxiated arousal. A moment later she jerked and grunted as she squirted all over the carpeting below her.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow that\u2019s not my fault!\u201d Jill told her irritably, motioning at the mess the dying woman had just made. \u201cI was trying to be thoughtful and to keep the mess to a minimum. It\u2019s not my fault you orgasmed and squirted all over your nice, clean floor.\u201d Then she sighed as she added, \u201cMaybe we can make it look like you did this to yourself\u2026 some sort of suicide or something.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn found a little extra adrenaline as her legs kicked harder. She threw her chest out as her tongue protruded out of her mouth. She bit down and drew blood as crimson drool splattered onto her heaving tits.<\/p>\n

Her legs fluttered until she settled down. A moment later Jill heard a splatter of urine. \u201cDamn, honey; I forgot about that too. I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve hung anyone recently and I forgot all about the piss. That\u2019s ok though. I\u2019m sure the coroner will have a crew come in and clean everything right up after you\u2019re gone.\u201d<\/p>\n

Evelyn stopped struggling as her naked body gently swayed back and forth. Her toes fluttered briefly as her arms twitched. Jill smiled at her appreciatively.<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess that about wraps it up. I want to thank you for making this easy for me. I would tell you to give my regards to my bastard of a husband when he gets here. But I don\u2019t think you\u2019re going to be in any condition to speak.\u201d And with that Jill turned and left, leaving Evelyn to gently sway back and forth, her naked body framed by the entrance to her stairwell.<\/p>\n

Thirty minutes later there was another knock on the door. \u201cFederal Express?\u201d a male voice called out, then\u2026 \u201cIs anybody home?\u201d<\/p>\n

There was the sound of a lock being picked. Then the door opened. Jack walked inside in a FedEx uniform.<\/p>\n

He looked around until he found Evelyn\u2019s naked body hanging from the bannister upstairs. He frowned before angrily throwing the empty box he\u2019d brought in with him to the floor. \u201cDamn you, Jill! You hanged her in the nude on purpose! You bitch!\u201d Then he sighed as he turned and left, feeling horny and frustrated. He had wanted to fuck this last one so damned bad\u2026<\/p>\n

AND STILL EVEN MORE DAYS LATER\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Smith, I\u2019m not sure this is the best way to help you with your marital problems.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoc, you have no idea what it\u2019s like to live with him. He\u2019s never satisfied, he\u2019s always banging girls outside our marriage bed… and when he does fuck me it\u2019s more like \u2018wham, bam; thank you, ma\u2019am\u2019. Can\u2019t you help us?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Smith, I really think you should get out of my lap.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut I need it so badly, doc! I need a good fuck and I need it right now!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cB-but what if your husband walks in on us?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat bastard is never early. Hell, we were late to that restaurant the other night and missed our reservations. If he hadn\u2019t threatened to kill the ma\u00eetre d\u2019, we might never have gotten a table at all!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt sounds like you have some serious marital problems, Mrs. Smith.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t know the half of it. I interrupt his trysts and he interrupts mine. We just can\u2019t agree on how to work together. We\u2019re always hiding our assignments from each other! The other day he found one of mine in my recipe book. And I had to track one of his down in his den in his fantasy football notebook. Do you know how boring that is? The only thing I like about football is how those strong, handsome men get all sweaty. But all he can do is keep track of stats and shit like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, Mrs. Smith\u2026 men and women are different creatures.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t I know it!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u2026and then the door opened and a familiar figure angrily strode in\u2026<\/p>\n

Jill turned and sighed as the color drained from the face of the therapist. The newcomer exclaimed, \u201cNow you\u2019re fucking our marriage counselor??\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJack, you\u2019re early. You\u2019re never early!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because I wanted to check out the receptionist! You mean you\u2019re actually fucking our counselor?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack! Don\u2019t you know how long it\u2019s been since I\u2019ve had an orgasm by a man? Hell, every time we fuck I have to masturbate after you finish, roll over and go to sleep!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jill\u2026 our COUNSELOR???\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJack, NO!\u201d<\/p>\n

In anger he pulled his silencer and fired. Paul Jackson, new to marriage counseling and having just picked up his first impotent and frigid couple two weeks ago, stared in shock as two slugs went into his chest. Jill felt his cock spurt inside her pussy much too soon for her body to reciprocate with an orgasm of her own.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack! Not the counselor?? I would\u2019ve been done in a minute! Now who the hell are we going to see about our problems??\u201d<\/p>\n

About that time the door opened. The receptionist poked her head inside\u2026 \u201cDr. Jackson? I heard angry voices and I \u2013 EEEEEEE!\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack instinctively turned and aimed his gun. Without even thinking he fired two more, putting them into the chest of the receptionist. She went down immediately, a look of shock frozen in her features.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamnit, Jack! Look what you did!\u201d Then Jill sighed as the cock to the dead therapist slipped out of her pussy. Another frustration from another orgasm so close and yet so far away.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the hell was I supposed to do, Jill? She looked in and saw you fucking a corpse!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s not my fault; is it, you trigger-happy moron? Now we have to move again!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cC\u2019mon, Jill. We can make this work.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you fucking KIDDING me?? We\u2019ve got a dead therapist and a dead receptionist in here. The only stupid cops I know are the ones in the movies! We HAVE to move again! Shit; I just got done unpacking three weeks ago!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAll right \u2013 all right; so we have to move again. What part of the country do we go to this time?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow the hell should I know? I suppose you\u2019d better go close out all our accounts while I go pick up a U-Haul.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, no! Last time we did that I caught you fucking in the back room with a delivery driver! I\u2019LL get the truck; YOU go close out all our accounts!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFine \u2013 fine; whatever you say. Just don\u2019t fuck any pretty manager or receptionist you come across, ok? We don\u2019t have time for that!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI could say the same thing about you, Jill!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t fuck women, Jack; you know that!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, I was talking about the bank manager! Don\u2019t fuck the bank manager! Anyway, we\u2019d better get out of here before we get caught and have to kill another dozen cops or so.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jill shook her head and sighed. Then she climbed off the dead therapist\u2019s lap, unhappy she\u2019d missed her chance at an orgasm. But that wasn\u2019t the worst of it. Now she was frustrated they\u2019d allowed things to deteriorate so much as to force them to move yet again\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2016 (written Oct 11 \u201916 by Riwa)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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