I sit there and eat alone, having a glass of dark red wine. I know he’s fucking someone now. I take off my pants and start fingering my pussy as I f...nish eating alone. That bastard.It is a couple of hours later when I hear him come in the door. The food has been in the refrigerator for a while. I am lying in bed naked. I can hear him rummaging around. He gets a beer out of the fridge and starts drinking it, watching TV. I start masturbating again, rubbing my pussy, stroking myself until my cunt. Then without a warning he pulls out moving up and pushes the head of his throbbing cock into her perfect little ass, slowly Jim works deeper as his hips push in then pulls out and saying “ your ass in mine“ well Amy screams out.I watch as he squeezes that big black cock deeper inside and almost cum by the sight, Amy reaching down rubbing her clit like crazy as this huge big black guy squats behind her feeding his monster deep up her once tight ass.After Jim has shoved every inch in he begins,. .. ?"Well, I love you and I'll never regret marrying you but I am a guy and, while I was setting up that last pose, I caught myself looking at her in more than a friendly manner, shall we say." Joe, I'm not asking you to be a Man of Ice ... of course, there are times you'll see a pretty girl and your libido will take over. It might even happen that your flagpole stands up to be counted. That's normal ... The very fact that you're telling me this proves to me that I was right to marry you.. These desires made him feel cheap and tawdry, and unworthy of her love. He was practically disgusted with himself over the way he was feeling.“Well,” he said hoarsely, “I should show you the rest of the train.”It truly is amazing how two people, close and in love, can fail to communicate to the other so totally. Had they simply been talking to each other about how the other felt, this situation could have been resolved very easily. But frankness and directness are often hardest with the people.