" I couldn't finish. I rose and headed upstairs to the bedroom, our bedroom, what had 'been' our bedroom, now it was nothing to me. I was sick and bro...en spiritually, my body was devoid of sensation, I was giddy with fear. It had only taken her fifteen minutes, maybe less, to destroy our marriage. I sat on the bed thinking, or rather trying to think. I knew I had to get out of the house and away from my wife, a wife that was about to cuckold me. And, she was going to do it—how had she phrased. She hated skinny women.“Oh poor baby, you going to cry now? Cry cause I’m telling the truth? Opening your legs for my boyfriends not enough, now you have to go fuck the neighbors too?”“Mom I was just...”“Oh bullshit, you knew exactly what you were doing! I don’t care what you say, you knew! You knew.”My knees went out from under me and I couldn’t bring myself to look at Nick. I knew he had to believe her. How could he believe anything else? The door shut. Nick was gone. I tried to stand but my. I regained my senses and came out of the room without making any noise. I was sweating and my cock was straining himself inside my underwear and shorts. Suddenly Aunty came out of the room in a pink cotton sari and matching blouse as fresh as a freshly blossomed flower, she came and sat near me, switched on the TV. The smell of her body mixed with the smell of her soap and deodorant was making my head reel. I somehow managed to remain poised but my mind was in turmoil, so was the blood gushing. She was completely naked, sitting in a chair, fingering her wet pussy.“What the hell are you doing?” he demanded.“Dean Kemp, I know that having sex with you is completely forbidden. But wouldn’t it be more convenient if we both just masturbated here in your office afterward? We wouldn’t actually be having sex. We could just sit across from each other and watch,” Sophie suggested.“You’re quite the little slut, aren’t you, Sophie Marie Bennett!” Donald fumed. “Get over my lap this instant! You.