I let that love beat down my common sense when Sheila came down to Georgia to see me. I believed what she told me because I wanted to believe it. I wa...ted what she was telling me to be true. She had played me for a sucker again. What was the old saying? "Fuck me once and shame on you. Fuck me twice and shame on me?" There would be no third time. The smile on her face as she and Ron stood there and watched me be handcuffed had driven any vestiges of love that I'd had for her to hell in a hand. From the low camera angle, her buttocks were in the air as he pulled apart her cheeks, revealing Ana's wet pussy lips. His ten inches hard cock finally entered deeply my wife’s tight vagina in just one single hip thrust.He rammed it down deep up to the hilt making her shriek out loud. “Aaaahhhhhhh!", I recognized her style: was pain and pleasure at same time.A voice in the background spoke."Look into the lens, bitch. We want to see that pretty face while you are fucked."Anita turned her head. He never touched me in any forward way but I could feel his body against mine. After seven years of marriage this was the first man in many years that I had danced with like this other then my husband. Then the music stopped and the bands said good night and have a safe trip home. I walked back to the table thinking what a great night I had just had. Then Joe grabs my arm and says that a few people were going out for breakfast if I would like to join them, like an old married fool I said I. It's been almost a year! We haven't gotten any since you broke up with Troy. Remember that guy that was totally into you at the bookstore? With those perfectly blue eyes and scruffy goatee? Imagine how amazing that would have felt on our--Oh, my God! Stop! All right, I get it. If we... wait, what was she doing? She was having two sided conversation inside her own head for fuck's sake. And when the hell had she started to think of herself as two separate people? Her psych professor would have.