Finally, Carol came and rolled off of my face. My wife had a pretty good orgasm also. I was surprised when I shot a load of cum as my wife fucked me. ...What really got me was my wife and Carol left me on the bed all tied up as they headed to a gay bar. I knew Carol was bi-sexual, but my wife!!! What the fuck. Well I laid there for about an hour but there was no use in trying to free myself. Both of my arms were tied to the headboard and my feet were securely bound to the footboard, the ropes. She looked up from her plate. "Yes. You should be receiving the divorce papers tomorrow. I am asking for no support for me, no alimony. I just want 40% of the total savings and 40% of the value of the house. I am not looking at your 401K account or anything else for that matter." What about custody of the children?" I asked."Joint custody, and either of us can be the primary parent. I know that we both love the children and we would not jeopardize their welfare." She looked directly into my. My heart throbbed with love and all my protective juices hit my blood stream in an instant. One thought screamed inside my head, 'I'll save you, ' but immediately I knew I couldn't – that Karen was gone. My face must have scrunched up in pain. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to regain some semblance of reality – to move beyond the fantasy or dream state I'd been catapulted into by this woman – this woman that looked just like Karen ... just like her sister."LAUREN!" I screamed. I couldn't. .. monsters ... death ... destruction. It was the way a small child felt when confronted with the blackness of night. The trip around the house to the garbage can was the equivalent of that small child being asked to retrieve something in the wee hours of the morning from a dark, dank, shadowy basement full of cobwebs and skittering rats.He endured the experience, forcing himself forward and finding that his instinct compelled him to stay in the shadows as much as practical and to not turn his.