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The clerk walks us to the door, locking us out of the courthouse, and Reggie taps my arm.

“When are you going to tell me?” she asks.

“You never did learn patience, did you, Hitch?” I ask.

Then we drive back down the dark road together as husband and wife. A few weeks ago, Reggie hinted at wanting to be used by two men again, and I’ve got an out-of-town acquaintance meeting us at the farm, a man who will help me use Reggie just the way she likes. Reggie likes to reassure me that she doesn’t need another dick, and I make sure to keep her pussy sore and raw from all the fucking we do. But still, I want my girl to get everything she desires. And if she wants to be shared, then I’ll share her.

Sooner or later, once Reggie’s lost her interest in the bastard, I’ll put his ass in the ground. She gets used by multiple men, and I get to see that pretty little smile on her face, knowing that she’s satisfied.

It’s how we both get our needs met, and I don’t mind it one bit.

THE END