Can anyone tell the exact second their marriage went into the dumper? I mean the exact moment that it was over and done. Not the moment that a divorce...was asked for by one or the other parties, but the moment that the relationship began to sour and spiral into the ground.I know the exact moment. It was the day I married my now ex-wife -- my second wife that is.We'd dated for five years and lived together for four of the five. During that time, we learned to live together, became use to each. I couldn’t help but smile at how proud he was. It was cute. I got cocky and slipped up. It wouldn’t happen again. “Well?” he said. At that point, I had a decision to make. I could take off my sock and use that as my bet, like all three of the boys did early in the game, or I could be bold and make a statement. Show them I wasn’t afraid, mess with their heads a little. My first thought was to plop my bra on the table. The size of the cups was more than enough to distract them, and the thought of. Suddenly she opened the door and entered with a storm passing me without noticing.Then I suddenly said “Mami!!” and she turned back and game a slight shriek like omg and moved back. She started at my boner for straight 10 secs and then moved out with a shy(and blissful) smile. I then bolted the door and then masturbated and let out a huge load and was pleased.I then took a bath and moved out, wrapped in a towel. To my surprise, she was sitting on the bed facing the bathroom with a big, big. Jenna suggested we'd spend a few days at her uncles farm, which was a 45 minute drive out of the city. We chatted to our parents and called jenna's aunt to find out if we were able to come for a few days. All was ok with everyone and we slowly started to plan out trip over the next two weeks.Jenna last class for the semester was on the Wednesday, mine being at 10 am thursday morning. The Wednesday evening I packed my bags and was ready for when Jenna picked me up the thursday morning. She.