Well, I was in there again last week and the stalls were filled and I had to wait my turn. I could hear movement this time. A thumping sound. A guy c...me out and I ducked into his stall. Peeked through the hole and could see that my wife had her shorts off and was backed up against the hole on the other side! Some anonymous guy was fucking her! I know many men would have been angry at their wife fucking a strange guy, but I was thrilled with it! It was the most erotic thing I could imagine, and. "Any chance you can get dressed first?" I asked.Bree shrugged her shoulders and climbed out of bed. I watched her as she got her clothes off the floor and put them back on. My cock was threatening to tear out of my jeans from the show. I had seen her naked quite a bit, but never in a sexual way and it really turned the way I looked at her into something completely different. To my horror I was beginning to lust after her.When Bree was finished she sat on the edge of her bed about as far away. It is done tight, forcing you to press your chin against your chest. A more or less awkward position that will not allow you to sleep tonight - if sleeping is an option at all. Finally you are gagged and then the woman leaves you, helpless, unable to move, speak or see. Only now you notice the sound of my breathing. Has he been here all the time, you wonder. A door opens, the faint, rushing sound of female footsteps entering the room. Two pairs, one returning again. What is going to happen. "The weight loss went to her head."The one time I saw her at the divorce hearing she told me how pathetic I was. It really hurt when she told me, "I never loved you. I used you to get the surgery. It made me sick to have sex with you. What woman would want to be married to an obese man like you? I'm glad I'll never have to have sex with you again." She laughed as she walked away.I had to wonder if she was always like that or had the surgery changed her. I guess I'll never know.It was two years.