Kick out Phoebe

I don’t want to be rude to Phoebe but I wish she wasn’t here. I just want to be intimate with my wife. The look my wife gives me says that she wants the same thing. She wants me to break the news to her.

Monica slides off the bed and pulls on a robe. “I need to clean up a bit. I’ll be right back.” She stares at me then her eyes flick to Phoebe telling me to get rid of her. She leaves us alone in the room.

Phoebe latches her naked body onto me. Her hand caresses my neck. “That was so hot the way you fucked me. I know you’ve wanted to do to me for a while. How good did it feel getting all that tension out and **** me?”

“It was long overdue. I’ve wanted to **** you for a while,” I say.

“Yeah? What else have you wanted to do to me? Maybe I’ll let you do that tonight,” Phoebe says. Her lips suck on my ear. God, she’s still so horny. I have to end this before it gets too far.

I say, “Tonight has been fun, but…”

Her lips on my ear turn to teeth. Biting me she asks, “But what?”

Fuck. She’s going to rip my ear off. She’s not used to being denied, especially when she’s naked and willing. But I have to stay strong, I just reconnected with my wife. I’m not losing her.

I say, “I think I’d like to spend the rest of the night with just my wife.”

She bites down hard on my ear.

“Ahhh!” I yell and rip my head away from her face. She bares her teeth at me like a dog. She's ready to attack. I try to explain, “We’ve had intimacy issues over the last year! And we plan on this being a chance to reconnect. We need the time alone to save our marriage! It has nothing to do with you.” She prowls toward me, still pissed. “You were great. Too great. It could make Monica jealous and insecure to have you in here with us. Especially if I said how great your pussy felt. How fucking tight you are.”

She stopped crawling and asks, “You liked my pussy?”

“Yes,” I say. I don’t want to be attacked again. I’m pretty sure I can feel the blood dripping down my ear. “If we had a threesome, I would concentrate on you too much and it would ruin my marriage. Please understand. I don’t want to lose my marriage because I couldn’t control myself around you.”

Phoebe thinks about what I say. “Okay. I’ll sleep in another room. But we’re not done this weekend. Tomorrow morning you better fuck me in the shower. I won’t tell your wife about it.”

She collects her things, and leaves the bedroom. Monica immediately enters. She says, “Don’t worry about trying to hide your affair. I heard that you’re going to fuck her in the shower tomorrow.”

“Uh,” I stutter. “I’m not doing that! I had to say anything to get her to leave.”

Monica didn’t believe me until she saw my bleeding ear. “What the hell happened?”

“She attacked me when I politely asked for intimacy with my wife!”

Monica helps clean my ear. She's furious. “I’m going to kill that little bitch. I can’t believe she would try to bite your ear off after we allowed her into our bedroom.

I try to calm her down, “Babe, just forget about it. It’s over. Let’s just snuggle, make a little love then fall asleep. No need to concern ourselves with her anymore. I’m definitely not meeting her in the shower.”

Monica stands up off the bed, “No. That was so disrespectful. I can’t let that slide. You’re my husband. Not only did she **** you. She’s trying to set up secret affairs. I’m not having that.”

She moves to storm out of the bedroom. I reach to grab her hand.