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    Let Mercy Come – (Chapter: Locking Up)

    I enter the house as quietly as possible. Hoping that I’ve picked the right moment to come home. No, not hoping, praying. Yep you heard me right I’m praying to the lord that Hayley is sound asleep.

    Considering my unusual circumstances you’d think that I’d be able to stroll into the house at anytime and not think anything of it. That’s not the case. You see as sick as I am once I come home I lead the normal married life, and walking into the house at three in the morning is not acceptable.

    I focus on keeping my feet quite as I enter the house, and begin down the hall.

    Once I’ve reached the end of the main hall I pause. Looking first to my left, then to the right. I listen for any movement. Nearly a minute passes before I continue down the hall.

    As I pass my daughter’s bedroom I focus on placing my feet in the correct positions, careful to avoid the creaking floorboards.

    My hand reaches the knob. I’m smiling. Inwardly patting myself on the back as I soundlessly open and shut the door. I’m pulling my pants off as the light clicks on.

    "Shit." I say under my breath.

    Angrily Hayley throws the covers off of her.

    "Where the fuck have you been?"

    Her tone surprises me. We’ve fought before but I’ve never seen her like this. I swear she looks like she’s ready to jump over the bed and rip my fucking throat out.

    "Baby." I say in the best sorry voice I can muster.

    I run my tongue up her slit. Paying extra attention to each of her lips.

    "Ahhh yes, right there, right there."

    My wife lets out an angry grunt as I attempt to bring myself back into the present she makes her way around the bed, not stopping until she’s just a few inches from my face.

    "Where. The. Fuck. Have. You. Been." She asks.

    As I suck her clit into my mouth she wraps her legs around my head. Encouraging me to continue.

    Before meeting her eyes I clear my throat.

    "Me and Aiden had a couple of drinks, and I guess I must’ve just lost track of time. I know I should’ve called, but by the time I was on my way home it was way late, and I figured you’d already be sleeping."

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    1. great as always i was wondering how ashley was going to pull of that one it was great as always and aiden with a back bone wow so keep up the good work pms please :)

    2. I am so loving this fic. Spencer and Ashley really do deserve each other. I hope Spencer bites Josh’s d**k off. Even I’m offended by that statement. Another chapter SOON! PLEASE!

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