Chapter 263 Rejected By My Own Wife

• I tossed back the last sip of my amber drink, setting the empty glass down on the counter with a sharp clink, and headed back toward the master bedroom.
• I figured Megan was probably finishing up in the en-suite bathroom, and I planned to slip in, quickly jerk off to purge the pressure, and then take a cold shower as part of my pathetic daily routine.
• As I barged through the bedroom door, I froze dead in my tracks.