Almost 30 minutes passed but it felt like a eternity. "How much longer?" I ask. "I don't know. To me it's a pretty open and shut. No one can just deny medical records, images or videos. Those pictures given to evidence were scanned for any kind of photoshop. None was found. His fucking DNA was found inside you." Homer grunted out.
Nodding, I sigh fighting the urge to lean against Homer's shoulder. Leaning back against the wall I hum trying to calm down. Praying against hope that I finally get the justice I deserved.
***
"Hey they have a verdict." Max nudging me awake. Stretching my limbs, we go back in the courtroom watching a the jury filed into their seat.
"Have you reached a verdict?" Judge Mackins asked. "We have your honor. On the counts of sexual assault we the jury unnanimously find the plaintiff guilty. On the count of domestic violence we the jury unanimously find the plaintiff guilty." The woman said. "Okay. Thank you. I feel like I've heard enough today. I'm ready to move forward with sentencing." Judge Mackins said. Flipping through a couple papers she continues.
"Seeing all the evidence, I sincerely apologize to you Mr. Gorman and Ms. Wong. Mr. Simmons for sexual assault I sentence you to seventy five months. For domestic violence to ninety six months. Which amounts to fourteen years and three months with no chance of parole. Court is adjourned." Judge Mackins says hitting her gavel against the block. Feeling Max grip my shoulder as I stand frozen.
"We did it." Max said excitedly. "Are you okay?" Homer asked knocking me out my stupor. "I'm...so...h-happy." I say as I start sobbing. Turning to Max I pull him in a hug whispering my thanks. Letting go of Max I let Homer lead me to the car.
"This is the best day ever. I got justice, I'm getting married on Monday. Life is good." I sigh as Homer opens up my car door. Homer held my jaw turning my head as I enveloped my lips with his. Moaning softly, I wrap my arms around his neck as I open my mouth, our tongues melding together.
Homer pulled away making me glare at him. "As much as I would like to bend you over the hood of this car, we have to prep for the ceremony." Homer said. Pressing a few more kisses to his lips, I sit in the car. Watching Homer get in the car we drive off.
"You know how I said I was still angry. I think most of my anger vanished when the judge did the sentencing. I'm just so relieved, that boy from back then is finally getting some closure." I said smiling softly. A few moments later we arrived home. Almost instantly I grab Homer's hand pulling him to the couch.
"You are insatiable." Homer quips. "Since when did you have a problem with that." I say raising a eyebrow. "When did I say I did?" Homer responded as he picked me up sitting us on the couch.
"I need you." I groaned grinding my erection against Homer. "I know you do." Homer growled lightly as he pressed his lips against mine. Wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him closer. Pulling away from my lips, he attacks my neck. Leaving numerous hickeys and bite marks along my flesh. I moan softly as I feel his erection against my ass making my hole twitch with excitement. Pulling down my pants and boxers Homer removes them leaving me in just my shirt.
"So sexy." Homer grunted as he practically tore my shirt off my shoulders. "I'm not going to be the only one naked." I say stretching his bottom lip with my teeth. Sitting up my nipples in his face as his fingers slipped into my hole. Biting my lip in pleasure, I try to focus of undoing his pants.
Slipping his trousers and underwear off I grip onto his shoulders. "Stretch my hole Homer, my husband." I whisper causing Homer's breath to hitch on his throat. "Careful." Homer murmured as he added another finger but I groan as I wanted more. Something bigger, longer. I wanted his cock.
Removing his fingers from my ass, I turn around as I insert the tip inside, sliding down on it with ease. Spreading my legs, hands on my thighs as I lean forward. I roll my hips forward as I bounce slowly fucking myself.
"Shit." Homer growled as I flipped my hair over my shoulder. Homer grabbed my neck pulling me towards him in a searing kiss. "Ride me Jeremy." Homer growled licking and biting my shoulder. Smirking at him I arch my back grinding my ass on his cock. Placing my hand on his thighs, I lean into him as I roughly fuck myself. Feeling his hand on my chest playing with my nipples. I lean my head on Homer's shoulder as we are covered in a thin sheet of sweat.
"You're driving me insane." Homer grunted against my flesh. "I want you to fuck me Homer." I moaned out. Switching positions, I stare up at him as him as Homer held my legs.
Smashing his lips against mine, Homer slams back into me causing my mouth to go agape. Digging my nails into his back, my legs locking around his waist. "Damn baby." Homer moaned. "Shit! I'm...AHA NGH! Cumming." I cried out.
Feeling Homer's lips attached to my neck, arching my back thick ropes shoot out of me. Clenching around Homer's cock his cum coating my walls. Catching my breath as Homer pulls out laying beside me.
"I think you broke my dick." Homer mumbles into my shoulder. "Well that makes us even. I can't feel my legs." I chide playfully. "I wasn't the one who jumped your bones as soon as we got home." Homer smirked making me tap his chest.
"We need to shower desperately." I murmur out. "Well let's shower husband." Homer said making me smile.
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Home Is With You
RandomFifty year old Homer Watson is a distinguished lawyer in the booming city of San Francisco, California. Divorced from his wife of a decade, he finds himself drowning in his workload with a empty feeling inside. His nephew decides to take him to a n...