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Disclaimer: I do not own the comics named in each chapter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter XI –- By the Piano (I do not own Love Secrets. based on Love Secrets, No. 41 , Quality, Nov. 1954)

Usually it is said people shouldn’t get attached to material stuff. However, people don’t go as what the ‘common good’ preaches they should. Just ask my husband Jerry about it. Or I mean, ask his piano.

When I knew him, he was just a boy struggling to make his break into the music business, the kind who doesn’t make much money even if playing here and there all the time. All that he could save was to buy a piano, the reason I am writing this story.

That piano witnessed his rise form struggles to become one of the most requests musicians in the world. Everybody, from mainstream to alternative, asks Jerry Gadsden to compose, produce or write songs for them to sing. All them on that piano, his most valuable possession, the one who carried us along and took us to the nice life our family has since them.

But if that piano brought us the kind of life we have, also made Jerry too much attached to it. Attached in a way where he hated if anyone, I said anyone, came to touch or even play it. Let alone come close to it. Jealous and selfish as the situation ensued, he always berated anyone, even our children, if someone dared to touch ‘Darling’, as he called it.

Yep, that drove me crazy every day and night. We couldn’t stay even close to it when he was working or he would be bemoaning about anyone trying to mess up with his job or distract him. Unless if it was a case of world war or someone actually dying, to try to even be there while he was composing songs was fruitless.
It pissed me off because he is too much attached to that piano. I understood that it was from where he got the money that supported our family, but sometimes it was too much. It felt sometimes he was closer to it than me and his children, not that Jerry doesn’t love us, but it wasn’t like we wanted to hinder his job. We just wanted to be there, to show support to him and to the fact he managed to win his bread with the thing he likes the most in life.

I know you may ask what this has to do with sex after all? Let’s say it had to with a thing I had as a last resort after Jerry drove me crazy because one our kids accidentally let ice cream drop on the piano. Yes, he managed to drive me nuts because of just a simple thing a kid did, like ones you just clean and it’s okay. It didn’t even harm the freaking thing.

“Jerry, go apologize to Sarah! She is crying because you berated her like she started a war!”

“You saw what she did, Debbie! She almost ruined the piano with the ice cream!”

“It was an accident! Would you think that your daughter would do it with your piano? It was just a minor problem. The piano is clean and working”

“But what if she broke it? I told you I don’t want anyone anywhere close to that piano!”

“I am telling you, Jerry, it was an accident. And why you keep us away from the piano? Don’t want your children to follow your footsteps? If they decide to work with music, will deny the access to the piano?”

“It’s my workplace, Debbie. I cannot let anyone ruin my workplace”

“Jerry, I am almost losing my control here. You decide: your piano or us?”

“You can’t do this, Debbie!”

“Maybe I can’t. But maybe I can find a way to convince you to be less selfish”

From that point until the next day, I barely spoke a word with Jerry. I decided to let his mind wonder what I wanted to do to make him have a choice. I wouldn’t make him lose his beloved instrument, but wouldn’t let his devotion to break us apart. And then, I had a very risky idea.

What was this risky idea? Well, one day Jerry came back home after a business meeting and, as usual, turned the lights on. What he found? Me, his wife, wearing a sexy lingerie set and hosiery.

“GASP! Debbie?!”

“Surprised to see me like this, Jerry?”

“Well… I do not expect you to be like this.. is that our anniversary and I forgot once again?”
“Nope. Today isn’t any kind of important date. I wanted to make a surprise for the love of my life”

“Gee… well… wait a minute; you weren’t mad of me because of last night?”

“I am not anymore, honey. I thought about and I feel I was too harsh with you. I shouldn’t put that ultimatum on your shoulders, Jerry-poo. Are we good?”

“If this means you want peace, I am more than good”

“If we are good, we are good. And I want to do something really special for my dear husband. I took the kids to my parents, and the house is all for us”

“That is delightful”

“Indeed. But there is something I want to do with you”

I rounded him, walking and whispering on his ears like all those actresses do. And then I left him and came just to where his piano was. And when I put the back on the piano…”

“Debbie, you are touching the piano”

“Yes, I am, Jerry. I am touching your piano. Actually, what I want to do with you has to do with it”

“Ah?”

“I want you to do me right on your piano, Jerry”

“You want what?”

“What you heard, darling. I want you to fuck me like there wasn’t tomorrow, with me on top of this piano”

“You must be joking, Debbie. No… there must be a joke or a silly prank. You know that I wouldn’t do that!”

“I don’t think so, Jerry. Will you miss the opportunity to bang your own wife while home alone?”

I danced and tried my best to entice my husband to join me while I rubbed my already aroused body (I was totally eager to see how it would be) at the wooden board and stuff. I could see Jerry trying to even hide or do a lecture on me because I was ‘ruining’ his piano. But Debbie Gadsden didn’t give a single fuck to it. If I wanted to break his selfishness about that piano, I had to do all that was in my mind to achieve it.

“Debbie, please. Stop doing it!”

“Why? I see you like it, dear”

I came to him and patted this hard-on, almost bursting through his trousers. I knew he wanted it but I only needed him to consensually pursue it before beginning.

“Don’t you like my dancing, Jerry? I bet you wished I did that to you long time ago…”

Not that I didn’t try to do different stuff, but that moment needed me to do something outside the box, try to make him stop feeling crazy attachment with that fucking piano. When he grabbed me and kissed me, I knew mission was almost completed.

“Jerry…”

“Debbie, get on that piano now! I will show you with who I want to be attached!”

Clothes off and then he straddled my back at the piano and mounted on me like one who never had sex in years. I think I picked Jerry where ‘it hurts’, of course he wouldn’t dump his wife and stay with the piano, but I had to see him admit it that in the way that should be properly done though.
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“Ohhh… Jerry.. you are a stallion!”

He humped me good that night, putting everything he had inside me and fucking me like there wasn’t tomorrow. My back rubbed against that wood, it was such a wonderful experience. At least that piano worth of something!

“Please, don’t bend yourself too much or you are going to break it!”

“Calm down, Jerry. With the money you have you can buy the whole piano factory”

“But I can’t buy another wife, Debbie!”

I think that showed how much he changed in just a second. I can’t quantify how Jerry pounded me but I felt awesome as his dick went in and out my pussy while we kissed each other wild and my titties rubbed against his chest.

Then he told me to turn about and lean again on the piano with my ass to for him to see. And he began to do my anus right on spot. Well, there was a little lubing thing with his spit, but nothing much. Well, it’s not that bad, I love to get some little rough love back there.

“Ahhhh! Yeahhhhhhhh! Yeahhh!”

“Debbie, I feel I want to fuck you all the time by the piano. It’s amazing!”

“Really? Well, looks like we won, baby!”

It was a strong fuck, my butthole filled with his dick, Jerry fucking me wild while I moaned loud. Don’t know how to explain, but that piano quite turned me on now! It deeply excited me to do my husband in it, feel him tame myself while my body rubbed against the wood and I let the pleasure take over.
“Uhhh… wonderful! Fuck! Do me, Jerry! Fuck my ass!”

Jerry gave me a master class on sex and load into my bunghole, something that I always loved when he did it (well you can’t get pregnant through anal, right?). Afterwards, we had some wine and decided to settle down stuff.

“I am sorry if I let my attachment to the piano wreck your family. Tomorrow, I am going to get rid of it”

“I do not want you to get rid of that, Jerry. I want you to keep it and enjoy it. It’s your piano, and it’s your breadwinner”

“But if its making us fight all the time, Debbie”

“I don’t care about it. This piano gave us the life we have. Now we need to enjoy it without feeling too attached”

“Well, I am going to let the kids play it and I will teach them how to. But only if we can do it like this more times”

“After tonight, let’s make this piano our second bed”

“Indeed”
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