My wife was typing away, no underwear on, receiving oral sex at work as early morning customers slowly walked past her office. I felt humiliated. My n...se and face and mouth smelled like her vagina, my hair was rumpled and I was in my pajamas. She was the image of professional success. After what must have been twenty minutes I felt her legs twitch uncontrollably. She was starting to orgasm, and I continued to lick her. Her hands came back down below the desk and grabbed my hair. She came. It made him happy. The appointed time was six in the evening and he had an hour and a half to pass. The brothers left in different directions. Deen headed towards the marketplace and went straight to his favorite bookseller’s shop. It was his favorite hunting place for his sleaze collection. Literature, pictures, and cassettes – the place had it all and the owner was a friendly, portly middle aged man. Deen walked into the shop which was full of racks of books and magazines. The cassettes were. My dad is super chilled about everything, with the whole divorce thing going on with my parents, he was the one I preferred spending time with. He rolled up just a couple minutes later and I hopped in.‘Girlfriend?’ He smiled.‘Not so sure yet…’He didn’t interview me anymore after that, he knew as I was a teenage boy I enjoyed my independent privacy, instead he asked about what new sports I was in to and what take out I wanted for dinner, he couldn’t cook for shit.We got Chinese on our way home,. "After she closed the door, Sarah came to me in tears. She said, "I am so, so sorry Jim but you just have to realize things have changed. I am a vessel for Jesus now and you have to share me with the flock. I still love you dearly as a wife should but, well, I'm not entirely yours any longer. Please, Please don't make me do anything else to damage our relationship." After that, Sarah disappeared. I heard her car start and I didn't see her again until Monday morning when I woke to go to.