No anger, sadness, grief or loss just a void. A dark and cold emptiness. I wondered at that. How can It be that after so long together I can contempla...e my wife, in bed with another man, and not feel anything. I loved her with all my being and yet seeing her in his arms just left me feeling only very slightly sad. Nothing more.I watched for a few minutes more, wondering what I should do next. Should I wake them? Demand explanations, commit violence? He seemed to be much bigger than me, so I’m. I spent long, enjoyable minutes stroking and then, imagining once again the last man cumming in Lucinda’s pussy, I shot my load. And what a load! After a night of frustrated horniness, I really emptied myself. Cum blew on my chest, a little hit my face and the rest ran warmly down my cock and pooled in my pubic hair. True, shooting an open load like that was kind of a waste, but ah, what sweet release. As my member continued to throb, I lay there thinking about whether I should tell Large Lou. You want it here in the store or outside in yourcar or are you going to spring for a motel room?" What's the difference?" This time of day outside in your car might be risky. Some bluenose might see us and call the cops. Likewise here in the store. The only place to do it would be the changing rooms and the clerks in the area might notice and call security who would probably call the cops. When it is risky the price goes up. Price would go down if we went to a motel room, but then you would. After that disastrous honeymoon, (see part 2) I was looking forward to a quiet married life. The couple days stretched into a week, then two weeks. According to Kathy, Steve wanted to find a job so he could get his own place, but after several interviews he still had no job offers. The problem was he was sleepy all the time. In prison there were always 2 or 3 guys sleeping in the same cell. That was what he was used to. In other words he couldn't sleep if he was in a room alone. It had.