Each week the audience would find Jessica in the arms of a new black man. They would then follow her husband Martin’s fumbling attempts to get a pee... of them together. What made the show even better was the fact the Martin and Jessica was a couple in real life, and that the sex scenes between Jessica and the black men were also all real, and were shown openly on television. Due to the success of the show, Martin had been on the cover of the massively popular Cuck Magazine several times. As. I did not read too much into it, because John was happily married, and I was sure that was the way it would remain. I did, nevertheless, wonder if our assignation might be the end of the encounter that we had enjoyed. Opportunistic as it had been, I was in no doubt that in the future a replay might be in the offing. John’s wink had made that clear when Julia, his wife, had mentioned her intended visit her sister.Unsurprisingly, on the day of Julia and her daughter’s departure, John invited me. Rachel slapped her palm down on the table to emphasize a point.? Javier didn?tflinch.? As he listened he admired both her strength and her beauty.? They had met the year before during their first days in the graduate program.? They?d shareda class, traded lecture notes, studied together.?They had become close friends.? He was just asstrong and self assured as she but in a quieter, less flamboyant way.? She continued to talk; he listened and continued to say nothing. An hour later Rachel finally. How could I have so callouslyerased all those memories of waiting for Mike to call, to tell me howmuch he loved me, how every day, when I woke up alone, I would just holdmy phone for hours, just waiting for a text from him, how dependent onhim I was for my emotional fulfillment. How could I have forgotten...How could I have forgotten how a woman, a wife would have felt... Irealised now that I had taken Mike for granted. I had somehow thoughtthat he would suddenly know how to be a woman.