"The rage amped up again, anger pouring through me like fire. I began pounding my hands into the side of the trailer, trying to get to Loris. I wanted...to tear the skin off his face, hit him again and again, endlessly."Idiot, learn from this. You'll go into cardiac arrest soon."The rage became vastly stronger, tearing through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the blood rushing in my ears. Then somehow I knew that I had to embrace this rage, make it mine like I had the pain.I saw. I was expecting that mom will come and ask for permission to wear her bra and panty as we were going out, but to my surprise, she just wore her sari and a sexy blouse and got ready to leave. My slut was now eager to get fucked by her son and did not even wear her under garments. I just signaLled mom asking whether she is wearing bra and panty to which she nodded her head in negative and winked at me. I was happy and we left for the theater.At the theater I told dad that we had got four seats. After all, this was MY wife, dammit! I soothe myself by remembering tell me telling me this perverted old fucker could not get a boner. So they couldn't really be doing all that much. All this time, his very old secretary kept glancing at my direction like I was some naïve pussy. Which I guess I was. A full 45 minutes later, the office door pops open and Tammy comes out adjusting her blouse. She sees me and her eyes open wide. "Randy! What are you doing here?" That arrogant asshole Dr.. And they had some of the same personality quirks, and there was something the similar about the way they spoke. Well, Cynthia had come down for breakfast, and I surprised myself! I felt an attraction! I had never felt an attraction like that for a woman! And I certainly wasn't unsatisfied with sex with Greg--to the contrary, it was great and seemed to be getting better all the time--we were doing it more than ever, sometimes getting together twice in one day! We both loved it, and sometimes,.