Xxx.”I stared at the photo. That dick looked like it belonged on a porn star. It made my six and half inches look like a cocktail weenie. It was rip...ing me up on my insides, thinking of her being pounded by that enormous black veined monster. I was feeling every emotion in the book, all at once. Anger, lust, rage, jealousy, envy, all coursed through my veins at the same time.A short time later, about ten, I received my last text. It showed my wife spread-eagle on a hotel bed with her legs. That was me with my seatbelt on. I held onto my suitcase for dear life, whilst I was tossed from side to side as he took tight corners at 70 miles per hour. When we finally arrived at the studios, in one piece, I let out a huge sigh of relief. I exited the car, glad to be back on my own two feet. My driver simply floored the accelerator and turned in the middle of the road, causing another car to slam on its breaks, screech its tyres against the road and bark its horn in annoyance. I watched. He stepped back, uncertain of what she was doing, and watched as she placed her feet on the floor, wide apart, and raised her hips as high as she could, offering him her slap-reddened pussy. “Yours, Master,” she said, her voice strained from keeping her position. “Only yours.” Damn, how did she do it? How did she get to him like that? He wanted to pick her up in his arms and hold her. He wanted to drop to his knees and fuck her just as she was. He felt himself stirring—again!—even though. In my mind her mouth was another man's pleasing me. She was going nuts and soon was having a great orgasm. I started coming soon after with thoughts of a cock in my wife’s pussy and and a man sucking on my dick. After the glow was gone she asked what got in my mind, I said nothing and that I was just trying to please her. Every day after that, my wife would go to work, I would get on the computer and look at different bi sex movies. My thoughts would not get away from sucking and fucking with.