” My cock was aching in its steel cage. “I don’t think he has gotten laid in a while because it only took about 5 minutes of me sucking his cock...for him to cum; and when he did it seemed like a whole months worth. Watch.”She swiped on her phone to a video and pushed play. There was my wife with some 25 year old studs cock in her mouth. She had one hand cupping his balls as her other hand was sliding up and down the shaft. Her mouth came off of his cock and she began licking it. She would start. Her acceptance of me for who I am, and my acceptance of her. I tried to see myself without the love I feel and was unable. I tried to see myself living without the thrill and excitement she provides and find I am unwilling. So even in the early days, when there was bitterness and rebellion, anger and hostility, I would stay. Back then I would sometimes sulk and pout, or at least try to. But she always won me over. She closed the door and came to my chair, running her hand through my hair,. ”“Course, it’s always better when you share it with someone,” John said as he turned to watch the coin toss on the TV, “Maybe next time, huh?”Ross didn’t reply. He couldn’t. He just didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t make him look and feel guilty as sin.“Oh, here’s the kick-off!” John shouted, “You sure you don’t want to bet?”“Sorry,” Ross said, glad that the subject had finally changed, “I’m not a bettor.”“Suit yourself,” John said.As the game got underway, Kimiko showed up bearing drinks. Through them I came to know that the young man next door to me was Prakash, working with a leading BPO and had a bright future. He used to leave for work around 11 am and return at midnight. Prakash was good looking in a traditional way, used to dress well but in conservative clothes and appeared to be a quiet, “nice” young man. He used to behave very nicely too, would smile at me or the others and say “Good morning” etc but would never go beyond that. All in all, as I said, a “nice” guy. Or so.