Then, we fixed a program for Sunday evening … I told my wife that I am going to fuck Sunita on Sunday if you have got any problem then plz tell me, ...he said NO and got irritated and left the room .After few minutes, she came back and started firing me “how you can fuck other ladies”, and started crying/weeping, to cool down the atmosphere I said ok I am not going to fuck Sunita, then she calm down. After the hot talks I went to my business and came late in the night. I found my wife was still. ? That fateful morning, I was enjoying rubbing my cock, balls, nipples and any other place on my nude body that felt good.? I teased my body, almost to the point when I could cum then eased off to make the pleasure last longer.? In my excitement I didn't hear the alarm go off.? Suddenly I couldn't hold back any longer and started shooting over and over again.? It happened so fast, it happened before I could slip a sock over my cock to soak up my cum.? It really felt good to cum and I was really. The question was, did I go back downstairs and try to talk to her, or did I wait? I decided to be active, not passive, and went back to the basement.“Jessica, we need to talk,” I said through the closed door. “Whatever you decide to do, we have to talk.”“You MADE your decision!”“You can’t simply reject reality and substitute your own! You presented me with an impossible ultimatum.”“You chose your sister over me.”I hadn’t done that. Jessica had decided it was either/or. And had refused to talk. What difference did it make? He was never going to be able toget another person to volunteer for such a dangerous test, even if theyknew what was supposed to happen and were still crazy enough to go forit. He couldn't afford it, for one, and for another, the experiment wasjust too unorthodox to get any kind of mainstream assistance. He'd be alaughingstock, and probably lose his job, too, not to mention what they'ddo to him if they knew he had been stealing equipment.No, he'd have to be the one.