I then messaged the guy asking if he works with Juan so and so. He said no and he kept the conversation going. I told him I could only talk to him whi...e in was at school and work bit not at home as I had a boyfriend. He was cool with that. He wanted to talk in the phone and I told him not now but with time as I got to know him. I sent him clothed pics as well as risky pics for a month. Of course I his all this from my wife. She had no idea in was doing this. Eventually he wanted full nude pics. He figured he would serve for six years, learn some new skills, and have the military pay for his college education when he got out. He thought it was a perfect plan except for one thing…Misty. He told her that he wanted to call or write, but he wanted the break to be clean. He thought it would be easier for her to hate him and move on that to have to wait for six years for someone who might never come back. She told him that she understood his logic, but that in essence, his plan had. It won't happen again. Now tell me what else happened."When she'd finally dragged the whole story out of me we were both exhausted. I didn't tell her about the 'fuck me' incident."She'll get better," Anna said. "But for now—at least until classes start in two weeks—we'll make sure she's not left alone and someone will bathe her every day." I've got that covered," I said. "I did it today and I'll keep doing it. Somehow she's going to figure out that I'm not repulsed by her." Don't push it too. Seconds later, another moan. Rhythmic moaning began. Then I heard Julie’s voice. Very loudly and clearly, yet breathlessly, I heard her begin repeating:“Oh my God. Yes. Yes. Oh my God. Yes.”Of course, I immediately now knew everything. Julie and Paul were fucking. Duh! It was obvious now that I was played. I stirred for an instant but then decided to simply stop and remain on the sofa. I reasoned that they left together and this meant that Julie must have consented. So, I lay.