"Yea. Dump that fucking asshole." echoed Susan"But my wedding?" You can't marry this sister fucker," echoed Betty."But I worked so hard for this wedd...ng." So next time, do it better. You can get any guy." Yea. He's not so special." But he's so good in bed," protested Brenda thinking about the best things of Brad."So if you get a bad husband, find a good lover." You're too good for him." He's boring and nerdy." He'll always be fucking your sister."That last one did it. Jealous Brenda. .or fuck it..I fuck married women. Let the stone throwing begin! This is the story of my time with a woman with a situation different than any I had encountered up to that point. I met her online. I'll skip the details except to say she made it known she needed a lover and she was married. I only responded to her because I was curious what her deal was. She sent me a picture. She was not Miss America but not ugly either. She was white with a few pounds over ideal but not fat. She explained. “Borrow me.” She repeated. The idea was flattering, but I certainly didn’t want her going away with some stranger. She was my woman, and I didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. “Tell him you’re sorry but you’re taken.” I whispered back. She spoke with him for a brief moment and then got back to me. “He says he’s very sorry. He didn’t mean to take me away from you. He’s inviting you too.” Bambi said. I was a bit taken aback at her telling me all this. It was one thing for another guy. When they held up the sign about the weekend, his cock jumped to attention and he suddenly quit worrying about the associate pastor’s house. Just as he was rewinding the tape to get a better look at the women, he heard his wife, Rita, pull into the garage. He jumped up to remove the VCR and was closing the drawer as Rita came into the family room from the garage. He was just putting it in the drawer when she came into the room. “Have you been watching those porno movies again?” again she.