Why was she doing this tome? My sweet wife that I had spent fifteen years of marriage with - whywas she treating me like this? We had agreed to act ou... this fantasybut that is all it was, correct? An act? Right?"I'm waiting for an answer my little pantied hubby!" she insisted."Yes, right," I whispered.WHAP!! She slapped me hard again across the face and then grabbed mynipple and twisted it cruelly.I gasped with shock. I could not believe the pain nor could I believethis was my once sweet and. ." "And, if he does remember anything, the way I've got things rigged, it'll seem to him more like a dream than anything else..."*** Two weeks later, while the two of them were having dinner, Greg broached a subject on a matter that had been bothering him. "Grace. I think you ought to know that I've toying around with the idea of going to see someone. You know, to get some counseling." "Whatever for?" "Well... to be honest with you, I'm starting to think that this baby business is doing a real. Perhaps you can get with him when you tire of Dafyd. I don't care. What I do care about it is that your ex-husband is going to fuck my ass right on camera for your viewing pleasure."Let me guess, you don't take it in the ass, because 'nice girls don't do that' and it's an 'exit only'. Nice girls don't cheat on their husbands with their mates, either, do they? So get off your high horse and accept that I will do something that you would never dare, at least not with him. You probably only do. About 5'4, curvy, brunette, with the sexiest smile and captivating eyes. It looked pretty slow that night so she would come to my table every once in a while and ask me if everything was fine flashing that gorgeous smile every time. I knew she was really only flirting because she wanted a big tip, so I asked her if she'd like to sit with me since there was no other customers and I was a lonely old man. We were chatting about her college, her boyfriend, how he moved to a different state and she.