What was happening? Real men, real husbands don't let their wives have sex with other men, I thought. What if my friends found out? What about my fami...y? No one would understand. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched...and wanked no less? My thoughts were dizzying and I was nauseous as I looked toward the center of the room again. At first I could not see her but then I realized that Cynthia was sandwiched between Cole and surfer. The nurse put me on the scale that looked like it was ready to do a small steer and then she put on her stethoscope and slipped it inside my shirt right on my hardening nipple startled by her cold fingers inspecting my response.The sight of her bending over with her ass cheeks prominently sticking out at a perfect angle for some rear end manipulations was a trigger for my big boy to start acting up and she stared down at my shame and smiled knowingly as she patted her hair back into place. She just took a deep breath and asked me to promises that I won’t tell this to anyone and I told her not to worry about this at all and again kissed her and as I was kissing she asked me are you going to make love with me ?I said yes if you also want to do and asked what do you think about what we have done just now she took a deep breath and nooo what I mean to ask you iss and started laughing I just pulled my penis from my boxer and gave it to her hand and asked do you mean you want this in. Why don't you turn around again and show me some more."Now you've had enough. You decide to cut your losses and just go. "I'm leaving," you say, and try to slip past me and get out. But I catch you by the hair easily, pulling you off balance. "You aren't going anywhere bitch," I say, and you can feel my breath on your neck as I push you, face first, into the wall. Now I'm groping you, squeezing and kneading your ass with one hand, still holding you by the hair. "yeah bitch, that's real nice,".