The next day Sandy was particularly sweet to Clark. She made him breakfast, told him how happy she was, and opened up her heart to him telling him that she loved him. It seemed the bitch she had become days earlier, if only momentarily, had left and she was back to her normal sweet self – for now.
Clark had never been happier, for the first time in his life he had found his place in a relationship and he was happy to accept it. For such a loser in bed as himself, with such a pathetic dick, he was fortunate to know what it was going to take to keep this good woman. She was beautiful, sensual, and needed huge cock – he understood, and if this is what it would take to avoid losing her, he had no problem being the third-wheel in the bedroom.
THE END