Here it is. It is a copy of a journal I wrote when I was asked to by my counselor (I’m still going occasionally so that is how it will read) Half an...hour, that’s all it took, half an hour to destroy my life and Chris’s. That’s all it took for that bastard King to screw me and destroy our life together. I still have difficulty believing that it was possible for him to do that and ruin our lives. I still can’t give any answer as to why I went to his room, and why I didn’t fight harder to stop. Madhu stopped me. “Ashok, we’ve known each other for a year. Relax, it’s just a whirlpool.” So, I set aside the chivalrous feelings and climbed in. Man, it felt great. But, I suddenly was having a problem. Madhu looked pretty damn good in that swimsuit. Much as I tried to ignore it, my wandering mind and eyes were drawn to a pretty big chest and a nice ass. I finished the beer I brought with me and headed back to my room. Trying to be a nice guy, I asked if she wanted a beer. Of course, I did. We had done anal only a couple of times our entire marriage and she really didn't seem to care for it. I didn't think she'd ever do it again. Once again, I was wrong.She eventually worked the entire thing into her ass and began bouncing up and down on it. After a few minutes she stopped and grabbed the 9 incher. She leaned back, placed the dildo at the entrance of her pussy and started in with the torture."I've always wanted to feel a cock in my pussy and ass at the same time. I bet you'd like. I turned to her, ‘Thanks.’ She was smiling at me. I put my hands on her hips and moved around her, pushing her under the water. The water started running down her back. She leaned her head back into the water and ran her hands through her hair, wetting her head. She arched her back for me as she did this. Her breasts pointed straight out at me. I felt my dick begin to stiffen. Emily then took the shampoo from the ledge and began lathering her hair up. She then took the body wash and luffa and.