A dead man wakes up

Ezra Finch
9 min readJul 10, 2022

A dead man wakes up

“Splash on me!”

She said it loud and strained, like she used to. The nearly twenty-year-old mistress lay on the living room table with scattered legs, and Jonah stood on the floor pumping loose in her. She looked at him with her wide-open eyes and smiled encouragingly. He had begun to moan in that particular tone that made her realize that it was approaching, and she liked that he got beyond her. He lashed out hard at her a few more times to tilt himself over the edge, before pulling himself out and doing the rest of the job with his hand. The glossy liquid splashed out and landed on her taut, tanned stomach. It was so thin that it ran down her sides as she took a breath. They were both hot and sweaty, even though it hadn’t lasted as long as it used to. The girl was left on the table, stroking her stomach and breasts with her hands. Every once in a while, she let one of her fingers find her way to her mouth. She licked his drops with a cheerful smile, and continued to caress herself with her hand. He stayed for a while and watched, before walking up to the salon and picking up his pants.

“Same time next week?” she said as he stood and dressed.

He nodded, but felt that he didn’t really really want to. The magic was gone. It would have been nice, as usual, but that’s exactly what was the problem. It had become commonplace — was not special anymore.

By the time they met, their relationship with his wife had been chilly for a long time. He was hungry for good sex, and there came this superb brunette and almost checked him up in the hotel bar. They had had a couple of drinks, and his inhibitions had been left behind as she followed him up to his room. The had sucked him dry as soon as they got inside the door. He’d never felt so alive. Eager and greedy, she had swallowed it all before telling him to take her from behind. It was the first time in as long as he could remember — it had to be sometime in his teens — that he could do more after the first ejaculation, and they continued through the evening until every muscle in his body was tinged with exhaustion. Even then, he got to squirt all over her, and he just got more excited to see the young girl rubbing his body juices all over him. His wife called it “piggy” and wanted it inside, nowhere else. “Not on the…

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