So before diving into some specific great moments, I thought I would share some statistics, just to see how we may or may not compare to others in "th... lifestyle". At the beginning, she had 13 motel room, same night encounters with her "friend" ,and then me afterwards. On 2 other occasions she spent the night with him, and on one, they spent a weekend together (more on those later!). They had a falling out - I never knew why, but I think he developer feelings, and my wife was still very much in. " Why? I've got nothing to say except goodbye. It isn't any great loss. You haven't been worth a shit as a wife for over a year anyway. So go."I put the paper down and said, "Give me just a second" and I got up and went into the room that I used for a home office. I picked up a pad of paper and a pen from the top of my desk and got an envelope out of one of the drawers. I went back to the kitchen table, sat down and on the top sheet of the pad I wrote:"Tom,Thank you, thank you, thank you and. "Looking down, Kyle smirked. He pressed his foot into James' groin. "What's this, faggot?" he asked. "Sucking off guys gets you hard, huh? Well that's good, I guess. You're going to be doing a lot of that, so it's good that you get off on it like a real fag. Probably means you'll get off on a nice ass fucking, too. You're really gonna like it in here." I'm not," James croaked. "I don't." He wasn't a fag, he didn't get off on it. But he couldn't deny that he was hard, his cock throbbing, tenting. She walked up to me and I involuntarily stepped back. When the back of my knees hit the edge of my bed, I stumbled and landed on the mattress. With my eyes still locked in an apparent staring contest with Molly, my cock throbbed painfully under the tight fit of my briefs. It wanted to be let out.When Molly reached me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and her soft lips was pressed against mine. Fireworks lit up in my stomach and my cock turned into granite. She climbed onto me, her legs on.