''But you couldn't! Why? Because you love me. You belong with me. Can't you accept the truth. Who you are. And that you got married because it was soc...ally right!' 'You're wrong.' 'Wrong about you loving me?' 'I love you. But my marriage is not a farce. It's real. The sooner you understand that, the better. I've accepted who I am, thanks to you. You opened my eyes. I'm bisexual, though you'd be happy if I was homosexual. I can love you and love my wife at the same time.' 'Then don't you think. Her vaginal walls were so full, she thought heaven must have descended on her. The excruciating beautiful pain he inflicted on her was like nothing possible in her wildest imagination. There was a pool on the kitchen floor beneath her feet where her fluids freely dripped. He was near the end...He gripped her hips, forcing himself deeper.. holding after each thrust...forcing his seed to her inner being...filling her womb, slamming her pelvis into the table. Joyce collapsed on the table, Robbie. " "Oh no. He is history. It's a different guy. I think he might be from here." "Wait, you don't know? How can you be waiting for someone that you don't really know. I mean you just arrived here yesterday and you haven't been out of this room." The it hit me. "Wait, are you talking about the guy that came into your room and had sex with you?" She looked at me and smiled a small smile. "I didn't say that anyone came in my room and had sex with me. I just told you that someone was going. Either way, after a little more than a year, we went our separate ways, we both had "others" and it was getting too good. Anyway, here is one of the cell phone stories I had to write to fuck her mind with. Now, keep in mind, I am NOT a professional writer but, I still hope you enjoy it anyway. Now, let the story begin.Heads or....AND TailsDo it again, I said...With your back against the headboard...Your legs up and spread wide...And my face close to your pussy...I was SOO turned on...As I.