I pointed my gun at her, seething with hatred and anger.?You bitch! You faithless bitch! How could you do this?. and in our bed???I?m sorry Jay, it ju...t happened. I have no excuse.?I struggled to control my emotions -- to reason out what to do -- my God! My God -- my beautiful, innocent bride -- what should I do? Why has she done this unspeakable thing?. this devastating, soul shattering denoument.I gradually regained control of myself. I must control the situation. I must think -- think. I’m just glad to be somewhere new.”Madison looked at him for a few seconds before turning and leading him to her room. “Come on in.” She let him past her and stood in the doorway. “You can sleep in her bed on the right, but I won’t be here. The rest of the floor knows you’re here, so some might stop by to say hi. My advice is to not push so hard. My dad told me he used a ‘light line’ to catch my mom. I think it’s a fishing thing. Good night John. Don’t mess with my things.” She closed the door. "Only the deaf and the dead didn't hear."Christi laughed. "You're terrible. Would you be a dear and go find someone to bring us up some bread?" She batted her eyes at him and gave him a peck on the lips when she had finished."I'll do it myself for another kiss."Christi kissed him again, more deeply this time. "You're terrible," she repeated."You like it." You wish."Kronk laughed — a deep, almost growling sound — and then headed toward the stairs to do as Christi had asked.Christi walked into. A half torn down building stood in the lot next door, a vacant lot on the other side. Behind the course was a boundary of trees. In front of the course was the highway, a good fifty yards away with lots of golf course between. He decided he couldn’t pass up an offer like this and walked up behind his wife.The sight of her firm, round hips, and her spread ass and pussy in the late afternoon sun turned him on. He undid his shorts and pulled them down with his underwear. His already hardening cock.