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7. A Beer for Alan

6. Forced

5. Mom's payback!

4. Wishes About Dad

3. Jon Gets Another Idea

2. Jon Gets an Actual Good Idea

1. You Are What You Wish

Mom's Payback: A Beer for Alan

avatar on 2011-10-24 20:55:33

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When Alan got home from work that day, all he wanted to do was put his feet up and have a beer. Not only had his boss been a pain in his ass, but his secretary, who he'd been sleeping with on the side, was pressuring him to leave his wife.

Alan smiled as he flopped down on the couch. As if he'd ever leave his wife; he had a good thing going! His wife worshiped the ground he walked on. Add to that the fact that she was either completely clueless as to his extra-marital-sex-life, or she was completely spineless to do anything about it, and he was living like a king! No sir, he wasn't going to change anything, although he may trade up his secretary for a younger model...

He was just about to bellow for his wife to bring him a beer when she walked in with just that. I sure have her trained good he thought to himself as he took a cool swig of the drink. It tasted a little funny, an acidic after-taste that he couldn't quite place. Must be going a bit skunky, he thought and took another drink.

Soon he was finished his drink, and Shannon, his wife, was dutifully standing by with another. He thanked her with a wide grin and chugged down his second beer. The same acidic after-taste hit him, but he didn't care. A minor buzz had started in his head, a slight spin to the room, that he normally didn't get until he finished a whole case. Placing his empty on the coffee table in front of him, he settled back on the couch and turned on the television, reveling in the slightly tipsy feeling he was experiencing.

Shannon leaned over and took the empty away, replacing it with a full one, then left the room. Boy, she has a nice ass, he thought to himself as he watched her leave. If he hadn't felt so drunk he would have slapped it, but as it was he was having trouble sitting up straight on the couch. An itch grew in his groin, so noting that he was alone in the room he slid his hand into his pants and gave his balls a good scratching.

With one hand in his pants, he reached over to the coffee table and grabbed the full beer, took a swig and tried to focus on whatever show was on the television.




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