" You planned this didn't you? You wanted to force me to have to make this choice. You think I care about you enough to give in on this. You may be mi...taken. Are you truly willing to live with the consequences if you are?" It's your decision, not mine." Why are you so willing to make this into a contest where no one will win?" No one has ever cared about me enough to put what I want ahead of what they wanted. I guess I've never really given anyone the chance to before. I'm giving you a chance. At first I loved it, but as my wife got drunker she started being very aggressively and obviously slutty. For instance, I caught her rubbing a guy’s dick under the bar table (over his trousers). Really, she was being so slutty that it embarrassed me.The next day (Friday), my wife was very apologetic. I think that she knew it went too far for me. I like sharing her, but I don’t like being embarrassed. But I’m the forgiving type, and all was shortly forgotten. Later that day, we were fucking each. All I could really think of at the time was how much my ex-girlfriend would probably love his cock. Then I kinda freaked out. I just stood up and apologized and went straight to the car. What did I just do? I pruposely sucked a guys cock. Not anything that involved playing with my old girlfriend and a guy she fucked with us. This was just me flat out sucking dick. I went back to the place but I also went back to staying out of booths with windows and making sure my door was locked. One day I. Salvatore pushed me awayand pulled up his pants."Saving my pop for your booty." Need condoms." And beer. Try your new ID."We got in the back of a battered blue Astrovan, furnished like acramped apartment."Bienvenido. Mi casa es su casa."He grabbed my butt as I got in. His hands grazed the Tampax that hidmy pudenda."Jose, I touched her tampon. Should I cut my finger off?" Have her lick it clean."I kissed his finger. Like most guys, Salvatore was schizophrenic aboutfeminine sexuality,.