The real kicker was when he told them about how the phone rang and you answered it while curled up in his arms, then told me that he was working, and then fucked him the minute you hung the phone up!" As he stood there, hands on hips, glaring at her, she felt the blood drain from her face and thought that she was going to faint.The real kicker was when he told them about how the phone rang and you answered it while curled up in his arms, then told me that he was working, and then fucked him the minute you hung the phone up!" As he stood there, hands on hips, glaring at her, she felt the blood drain from her face and thought that she was going to faint. She didn't know what to say to ease the anger and pain Mark was feeling, or the shame she felt. She looked at the floor and began to cry softly. "I'm... I'm sorry, Mark. I swear to you, I'm sorry," she told him between sobs. "It just happened and I couldn't help myself." "Oh, sure, my wife the uncontrollable slut who fucks and sucks everyone that comes along. Is that it?" he demanded. "No! " she cried, still not able to look up at him. "Yeah, well I'll tell you what. In all the time we've been together, I've never been unfaithful to you. Sure, I've looked at other women. I wouldn't be human if I didn't, but it's never gone beyond that point. And I know I could have had my share of pussy." "I know," she whispered, finally looking at him, wanting to reach out to him, to hold him, to have him hold her, but knew she would probably be rejected if she tried that now. "Well, what you can know now is that those days are over! If you can let the first young stud (Christ, Janet, he was only 16!) that comes along fuck you, and you suck his cock like a starving man drinks water, then I can play that game too. In fact, tonight at the party, if I happen to disappear for a while, don't both to come looking for me. Which reminds me. You and Bob vanished for a while at the last party. What happened? Did you give him a shot of your pussy, too, or just one of your fantastic blow-jobs?" Janet began crying again, lowering her face to her hands, too ashamed to answer. "That's what I thought," he said with disgust as he turned and went into the bathroom and locked the door. Janet sat on the bed crying, not knowing what to do, what she could do. She felt she had lost Mark forever. It wasn't the thought of him screwing another woman that upset her so, but the thought of him never touching her again, and divorcing her! "No," she told herself, wiping her eyes with the back of her hands, "I won't let that happen. |