I think he’s been at her about us again, the two faced bastard. I’m very angry when I go over to them to grab his arm, and push him against the wa...l between two shops just behind them.In a command tone of steel I ask, “Have you been harassing Melissa about her behaviour again?” He gulps, and nods yes to show he has. I put all the power and authority I can into my voice. “That’s it, you bastard. From this moment on your primary goal in life is to make Melissa happy, her happiness and welfare. His name wasTony, and we arranged to meet.Cindy and I arrived at the bar about twenty minutesbeforehand. She was nervous and had two glasses ofPinot Grigio by the time Tony showed up. The wine hadloosened Cindy up pretty well, and we had a good timechatting about our jobs and our lives, somehow ignoringthe fact that we had already seen naked pictures ofeach other and that the whole point of this meet up wasto see if we were compatible so Tony and Cindy couldfuck. Tony was smooth, complimenting. In the unreal light he seemed taller, older than Dick. He looked like someone she knew... but the vaporous quality of the moment refused to solidify. "This man is your husband," a voice in her brain whispered."Yes... Dick." Good, you're awake." The covers were pulled back and the figure slid into bed with her. She felt his body move in next to hers; then that body was pressing nakedly and urgently against her side. With a sudden tightening of her muscles and a feeling of despair, Sue realized. She dressed in some black western pants with silver conchos down both legs, and one of her white shirts she likes best. After she dried her hair, I brushed until it until it shined like strands of gold.She held her black hat in her hand as we started out the door. I looked down at her about the time she looked up at me. She’s smiling as she reached for me - and I reached for her at the same time.We were in the elevator when she told me, “Wade, I’m so happy right now, I could scream to the whole.