"Silly, you know you always spend time with John on Thursdays. I just figured since he was gone we could bond. You know, go get a pizza and a movie fr...m Blockbuster's. Then we can come back here and stay up late and spend some quality time together since your mom will be gone too." What, eat pizza and watch a chick flick?" I asked sarcastically."Of course not you pig!" and with a smile reached out and pinched my left nipple - hard."Hey, cut that out!" I squealed."Ahhh, did I hurt the poor baby?. " Melanie #2 doesn't understand love, just how to accept being dominated. And without your love to call me back, Melanie #2 could become the True Melanie. That's why she... I... tried to destroy our marriage." Melanie... Dearest, sweetest wife... How much of a struggle has this been for you?" No struggle at all, after my senior year at Sterling. And when you proposed to me, that morning in my Harvard dorm, I thought my problem was over. I hoped I'd never have to show you how weak I am..." Hey!. I placed my hand in her entwining our fingers. I looked into her eyes and detected the tiny glint of a tear. With my napkin I reached up and dabbed it away. Nora looked down at the table and her shoulders hunched. She got up and quickly went to the ladies lounge. I had detected more tears flowing as she got up and turned. The maitre d’ came over asking if everything was all right. I assured him everything was superb. I asked for the check and he looked at me smiling. He said to me, “Your meal. Sometimes I get to fuck my wife, sometimes strangers and I get to fuck her, sometimes its just strangers. Sometimes I get to know, sometimes I get to watch, sometimes I find out only afterwards. Tonight she was being vague, "I don't know what I'm going to do tonight", she kept saying with further disgust each time.Tonight she dressed in opaque, shimmering tights under a leather mini skirt. It was paired with a leather waist jacket which had no chance of closing over her tits. Tonight they.