The next morning

The next day you woke up tired. Every part of your body was sore, and moving was difficult. It was the shittiest you'd ever felt after a night of sleep but still, when you thought of why you felt that way, you couldn't help but grin stupidly.

Last night had been wild. After blowing you off Corey had straddled you to the bed with her thick, muscled legs and shown you things you'd never ever thought off. She'd wrung you dry of every spill of cum you had in you with her pussy and _then, _after you were spent, made you use your tongue to pleasure her. It had been exhausting, it had been humiliating, it had been fantastic. She'd made you feel like you a virgin having sex for the first time, and having it with a veteran sex worker.

Which...was strange. You were pretty sure Corey wasn't so experienced in the sexual arts, you had had plenty of sex before and she's never been like this. She was pretty shy in the bed, and the woman you'd bedded yesterday was anything but shy. She'd almost assaulted you! So maybe, it was the gun doing? Had it changed more than her aspect?

You turned around to wake her up like you did everyday and ask her about it but, to your surprise, she wasn't there. Her side of the bed was empty. You touched it and frowned, it was cold. So she'd left a bit ago. Where had she gone? You reached toward your phone to give her a call when you heard the sound of the shower's opening and soon after of water falling.

"Honey?" you called out and waited. After a few second you heard the water stop and soon after a woman emerged from the door connecting the bedroom to the bathroom.

Your heart missed a beat at the appearance of Mrs. Davis, your hated neighbor, but then you remembered what you'd done yesterday and let out a sigh of relief. You smiled at your wife, even if it was hard doing so while looking at her bitchy face, and said "You woke up early".

"Yeah, I wanted to go for a short run" she replied, face neutral.

"A run?" you said, dumbfounded, as you finally noticed her attire and how sweaty she was. You'd never seen her dresses in anything like that, where had she founded it?

She frowned "Yeah, why? Is there something wrong with it?".

"N-no, it's just that you'd never done it before" you said, deciding it would be better for you to leave it at that instead of telling her it was because she usually was a lazy bum.

"Yeah, well, I've never been in such a good shape before. I wanted to see what this body could do, other than making you a quivering mess, that's it" she said with a smirk.

You were about to reply when, suddenly, you're phone started to ring. It was your alarm clock! You remembered it was a work day and swore, you had to go or you would be late! You jumped from your bed, started to dress and at the same time told her "I need to go. We'll talk more later. Let me just turn you back and-".

"NO" she suddenly yelled, startling you. You stopped tying your tie and turned toward her, alarmed by her outburst. Before you could ask her what was going on she started again, this time in a normal tone "Sorry, but I want to experience this form a bit more. I've never been so athletic".

You didn't know what to say and didn't have the time to talk to her more so just shrugged. You finished dressing, smiled at your reflection in the mirror, and turned toward Corey to give her your usual goodbye kiss...and didn't find her. She'd gone back in the bathroom to shower. You pouted, a little sad, then grabbed your bag and run toward your car, hoping you could make it to work on time.