He was a great listener, he didn't interrupt, but you knew he was REALLY hearing what you were saying. My heart just let all of my sadness and anger a...out my cheating wife come out, how much I loved the woman, but how I wouldn't allow myself to be a cuckold.When I was more or less talked out, I sat there for a minute. We both just sat there for a minute, sipping at our beer, thinking. Finally, he turned and said,"Sven, here's what you do. Go home and throw her clothes into a couple of trash. She then asked me to turn around, as she will soap my front side too. I just turned without saying anything and she started applying soap on my chest. She went down to stomach and my excitement grew. Without any warning she caught hold of my penis in one hand and applied it soap with other hand. In her hand my penis grew to its majestic 8” and she had sparkles in her eyes. She then proceeded to soap my legs. During all this we did not speak at all to each other. She then asked me to wash of the. I asked her how often she masturbates to which she blushed and said daily or sometimes 2-3 times a day.I asked her if she ever thought of marriage again to which she said that she did not want to disrupt her life which she is enjoying. But then I questioned about her physical satisfaction she said she is satisfied with self-manipulation. I then offered her some suntan lotion which she accepted and asked me to put some on her back. I opened the string of her top and applied along her back and. ”Molly threw up her hands, me-style. “Well, nothing else we’re doing is working! And we know that the hate sex is toxic and bad. Maybe… maybe the alternate would be better.”“It would send mixed signals and both of us would move back to where we started.”“As if what we’ve been doing for the past little bit isn’t as regressive.” Molly argued, coming to sit on the bed beside me. “Clearly we can tell, the hate sex plus me drinking leads to blowups. And I want to never have a blowup like that.