Tom Hardy one shot's.

Spark to a marriage.

Part 2. Part 1 - Just one hell of a good time.

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It was only a week later when I was sunbathing outside, I had a bottle of Moscato, beer, blunt's and weed on the table next to me, I was in only a bathing suit and had my poncho to the right of me.

"Hey! Bailey." I looked over to see Jamie.

"Hey Mrs. Har-"

"Just call me Jamie." She said and I nodded my head slipping my sunglasses up, she walked into the gate and over to me, she placed a seat next to me. "Can I ask you something?" She asked and I glanced her way.

"Sure.." My voice trailed off.

"Did my husband go anywhere a week ago when I left?" When she said that I wanted to smile but I kept a straight face.

"I'm not sure, I mean I left at one point." She took a deep breath.

"You left?" She tilted her head.

"Yeah, I went to fuck my girlfriend Andrea." When I said that her eyes went wide.

"Oh, wow.. I mean, Ahem. I didn't know you went that way.." Her voice trailed off and I smiled.

"I don't all the time, I usually smoke, drink and then want a woman, sometimes a threesome that will make me cum you know." When I said that her eyes went wide.

"You're so open with your sexuality." She stammered and I smiled.

"Why shouldn't I be? I mean you and tom fuck right?"

"More like make love." She quickly said back and I snickered.

"I understand making love, I mean fucking. A nice good fuck." She groaned and I handed her the bottle of liquor, she took a deep breath and took it down.

The next two hours was spent with her drinking, smoking and talking with me, we talked about life, she asked why my parents are always gone, I told her a lie about them being doctor's. She believed it.

"Shit, we're out." I said holding up the empty bottle I stood up and she did the same.

"I got some wine at my place." She suggested and I smiled.

"Red?" She nodded. "Alright." I grabbed my poncho and slipped on my sandals as I followed her out the gate and into her home.

I watched her, I mean damn she was fucking sexy, and she was shorter then me, she changed into a bathing suit because we were supposed to go back to my place, but we got to talking and here we are another hour later sitting in her kitchen.

"So, have you ever been with any other women?" She asked me and I snickered.

"Oh yeah." She took a sip of her wine.

"And?"

"And?" I repeated and creased my eyebrows in confusion.

"I mean, are you usually top or bott-" I cut her off with a chuckle.

"I'm a dominant, I like to take control." I said chugging down the rest of the red wine I had and placing the cup down.

"A dominate?" She asked and I smiled.

"I take control." I shrugged. "Tom ever take control?" She nodded her head. "See, I take control just like he would." I said and she nodded her head.

"But since you're a girl won't it be better..." Her voice trailed off because I started to walk to her.

"Much more pleasurable, I know what a women want." I said my hand running down her chest, to the hem of her bikini bottom's.

"W-what are yo-"