On the long drive back home I'd been tormented with wondering what my husband thought about the whole affair. Admittedly he had been a party to arrang...ng the whole visit, and had seemingly enjoyed every minute of it, even to the point of holding me down so that Gary could beat me untill I was screaming in agony. Perhaps he had done that because he'd lost all respect for me.Rob, my husband, certainly seemed still loving. He seemed concerned at my tender and bruised condition, but we had hardly. I then thought it was almost surreal.It was obvious now that the bastard was trying to make Stella cum.I glanced very carefully at this guy and saw immediately that my suspicions were correct; his red ugly face had become flushed and he was clearly sexually excited.He had been gently massaging Stella’s clit for several seconds; but all of a sudden, my girlfriend sat up and told him it was enough masturbation now.My girlfriend did not want to come in this ugly guy’s fingers…By sitting up, those. ”“So, you divorcing?”“No, at least not yet, neither of us has anyone else and you know how we feel about the subject we are just going to live separately.”“That is so sad. You always seem to love each other so much.”“I think we do still but we don’t seem to like each other very much.”“Well at least stay here a while, this place has a kind of magic that improves things.”“Stay in a den of iniquity. I am sure the preacher would disapprove.”“But if we don’t Zak it will be a criticism of Chrissy.. Aunty was saying that uncle barely wanted to ever have sex and even when they did, she just never got pregnant. She said she had gone to the doctor and had herself checked but there was nothing wrong with her. Uncle and her mother-in-law just did not want to get him checked, because they said there can’t be anything wrong with him and it was auntie’s fault.When she left, a thought came to my mind that I could try to “help” her with her problem. Later that day, I went out and went to her house.