Seductive Games: How an Argument Turned into a Steamy Session with My Fiancé

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"Honey, can you take out the trash? I asked you to do this 2 and a half hours ago!"

Ugh. The life I live. The name's Raymond, but you can call me Ray. I'm 26, and the woman you just heard whining about the trash is Hana, my girlfriend of 7 years, and recently turned fiance. She's 25, and we met in college. Well, she was in college. I was taking the year off to try and get my life straight. You know, now that I think about it, I never did go back to school like I planned. Anyways, I suppose you could say my life is good. I mean, who wouldn't be jealous of a guy living with a 5 foot 2, brown haired, eyed, and skinned Indian beauty with a smoking hot, flat stomach, and C cup breasts? Some have often wondered what she's doing with a tall, skinny white kid who can't seem to grow a full beard. I've wondered it myself from time to time. But who am I to complain? I'm 6 foot 2, 170 pounds, and the only place it's starting to show is the minor bulge on my stomach. I don't consider myself that attractive, but apparently she does. It's just times like now that make me want to crawl in a hole. I'll tell you what though, the sex makes all of her little quirks worth it.

"Yes dear, just let me finish this game." I yelled back.
"You've been playing call of duty all day, why don't you take a break and come spend some time with me? I haven't had time to see you all weekend, and I've got work in the morning, can't we just take some time alone?" She gave me that look where she raises one eyebrow and puts her hands on her hips suggestively, making me wonder if she's angry or horny.
"Alright, alright, just a minute." "Thank you Baba." She said, and pranced off toward the bedroom.

Now normally, that would have gone a lot rougher, except for the fact that she's been working at the office doing doubles all week. Apparently dentists get really busy right after Easter. Who would have guessed? And in case you're wondering about the "Baba" thing, it's an Indian thing. Term of endearment. Kind of like "babe," only exotic.

I finished up my match and said goodbye to the guys, who had heard the entire exchange over the microphone, and by

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