The day before there was a teenage girl in the yard when I drove by. When he came home an hour later I could see it in his face. He cheated on me. I t...ied to hold my cool even though I wanted to kill him. He did tell me it was a one-time thing and he felt sorry about it. He asked me if I wanted him to leave, which of course would mean the start of a divorce. I loved him but at the same time I hated him for what he had done to our marriage. Looking back I guess I could have kicked his ass out. In her mind's eye, the line of men before her advanced, each of them ready to take her, each somehow promising her a release of equal intensity. She saw them as bare-chested satyrs, erections wagging eagerly in the air, wet with a layer of glistening pre-cum from the long wait. The shifting shadows of the flickering fire obscured their faces, but displayed every muscle and sinew of their bodies, each slightly different, but perfect in every physical way a man's body could be imagined. She. On the other hand, maybe if we gang up on Ken it'll help.The two of them have been talking for a couple of hours but as we came closer it was obvious from their expressions that the problem, Ken's objections to Lisa having sex with a black man, still exists. Mom asked them if they wouldn't rather work it out by themselves.Lisa sighed dejectedly and replied, "I don't think talking about it is going to make a difference."I turned to Ken and asked, "Do you want us to join you or will that seem too. Before we had chance to speculate why that was there Auntie began. “I am very disappointed in you girls. This sort of behaviour is not what I expect to find, particularly in my own home. You will each get six strokes of the cane on your bottoms and Nick will be watching. If you try to get up or stop one of the strokes you will receive an additional stroke. Is that clear?” We all muttered that it was. “Take off all your clothes.” Auntie instructed us. As we removed our clothes I saw Nick’s.