.." Oh, wait," I frowned. "I, um, I gave him a blowjob ... Sorta." What?" she looked over the form at me. The one that she'd just got done typing into...her computer and printing out over the last fifteen minutes."I gave him a blow job," I shrugged, like it wasn't a big deal. "Before he started taking off my clothes." I see," she shook her head and turned back to her computer. " ... we both got in the backseat and..." she looked at me."Um ... Oh," I licked my lips. "I ... uh, I unzipped his pants. At last I tried on Facebook as last option but with fake name and id. I searched for local gays but can’t found anyone but with time I found a local gay group with name ‘Hisar ke gay’ and I joined it and add many peoples who are members of that group. And after a little hard work I found a person named Sunny who was 60 km away from my city and wants to meet me. We chatted a lot and he was a very nice guy. He treats me like his girlfriend and I start liking him but was little scared. Then we. So what do you say to the man who in the past cuckolded you and who you now suspect has just been screwing the bejesus out of your wife for the past hour or so.He solved it for me.Looking me straight in the eye, he said, “Thank you, Sven, you have a very civilised way of dealing with life. Janet’s very lucky, and I suspect so are you.”So saying he shook my hand and carried on. Out of the hotel door and out of our life for the last time.I went up to our room to find Janet sitting there.She. You can tell from her posture that she is watching and thinking (still no face, never a face). She closes the door and walks to a desk in the living room. Gets an envelope, strips off her jeans, then in her panties, she pushes the fabric into herself slightly. You can see a little wet spot in the gusset of the panties. Then the panties are slid off and placed in an envelope from the desk. Cut to her entering a coffee shop. She buys coffee, sits in a chair, and then takes the envelope from her.