I told her to bring on her best shot if she really thought that was trying to entice her. I pointed out that I didn't complain about her or didn't but... into her personal life--if she even had one.I could hardly believe it when she rolled her eyes at me.The cold war began.I had always pictured Saturday mornings as time for James and me to spend in bed making love until noon. We’d lounge around our perfect home, him in his shorts, me in his shirt. A perfect match. He’d make coffee while I made us. No dildo for you tonight.” He said looking down at me. “Tonight you get the real thing.”“Looks like her old man likes cock?” One said as he walked in back of the other. “I got a second for him when he’s done.”As I continued sucking and called humiliating names like ‘Faggot, Slut and Sissy’ I heard my wife start gagging as her head bobbed up and down on a black cock, thrusting it deep into her throat. After a few minutes the two she was sitting between, got up, took her hands, and led her into. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the door leading to Dimitri’s bedroom was cracked slightly open. There was such a slight flicker of a shadow that I wasn’t initially sure if it was my imagination or not. But I knew better.I turned my attention back on Dimitri. Whatever mysteries he wanted to reveal to me would have to wait. I was caught up in the moment again. “My turn,” I whispered. I kneeled in front of him, much to his delight.I vividly called to mind some of the more memorable. My sister has always been a bitch and I’ve always hated her. She’s stolen every single one of my boyfriends from me and she ended up marrying you. I’ve been a fool to think you could genuinely fall in love with me after the way I’ve been treating you. I know my sister is more beautiful than me and your heart belongs to her; this kills me inside and I can’t take the pain any longer so I’ve decided to walk away. Rose called this morning and said she is on her way home; her and Rob have split.