I was just trying to figure out what to do next when I heard the front door open.
"Hi Honey, I'm home, Where you at?" Rick cried out from the hall. Shit now what do I do?!
"Ah…I’m in here… Sweetie" I responded. Dammit I had to watch what I was saying!
Rick came in. He was well built and currently staring open mouthed at me. At first I didn't know why and then I remembered the dress. Shit! Shit! Shit!
"Babe....you look....fantastic!" he grinned walking towards me "but why get all dressed on a Sunday afternoon?"
I had to play this right. I had tried and get round Jill's spell to make Rick understand that I wasn't really his wife. I prepared myself and started to explain.
"Can't a girl look good for her guy?" I chirped happily. Fuck! This fucking spell! That was all Rick needed to hear, he scooped me into his arms and began kissing me. It was horrible, the harder I fought the more enthusiastic my kissing became. I heard the unmistakable sound of Rick's belt being unbuckled. I quickly reached down to stop him, but instead found myself doing it for him. I had to calm down and think straight. Not easy when your hand is fishing around in a man’s underwear against your will. Luckily, I finally got a hold on myself. Putting a finger if my free hand between my lips I stopped Rick kissing me.
"Baby there's something I need to talk to you about" I said hurriedly. At last I was getting somewhere. I had a plan. I would start talking about a fishing trip Me, Rick and dad went on a few weekends back. Rick would hopefully figure out something was up and stop...
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