Country Club Dad
Im in a country club, a rich country club.
I live on a cul de sac on a street in a posh gated community,
with my blonde wife and 3 kids and a dog.
Each week we drive our mini-van to the park to play or to the
local mega-mart to buy groceries.
Sundays are reserved for church, one hour to relinquish all
of our sins.
My neighbors call upon me as block leader to help keep the houses
all just the right color.
On friday nights after the kids goto bed I drink.
I drink a bottle of the most expensive scotch.
My wife skulks off to the bedroom after I finish half a bottle.
I rant and scream in the garage where the kids cant hear me.
After that I move into the bedroom and fuck my wife like a whore
while she cries and stares at the ceiling.
I cum on her face or her tits and pass out.
In the morning I take some alka seltzer, put on a suit, go to the
kitchen and drink the coffee my wife has made and go to work.
Before I leave I kiss my kids and wife goodbye.
The Country Club Dad by Lurking Fear, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.