Sex became a chore andthat, ladies and gentlemen, is a fate worse than death. So much for trashyromance novels about happily ever after. We hardly saw...each other. When we did, it was for a less-than-romantic televisiondinner. Wheel of Fortune became more interesting than him. When we tried totalk, it boiled down to the same thing ? bear his children, stop working andiron his socks. No, he wasn't violent or aggressive about it but he kept goingon about how Tom, Dick and Harry all had beautiful,. ....and Iwas a healthy, clean-living baseball player. They totally bought it, andwhen Callie came back from camp, despite her howls of innocence, she losther car...and was grounded for a month. She also lost the privilege ofgoing to Prom, which was a biggie for her. She knew that the weed wasmine, and that I had blamed her....and as I later found, she held atitanic grudge.About 2 months after the incident, Spring was well under way in southernOhio. The sun was warm, the grass green and. After a while my wife stopped, saying she wasn't feeling well - too much wine ! And got off and went to the bathroom. Quick as a flash Julie was on my cock, licking it and saying how nice it was to taste another girls juices and how hard my cock was. I was so gone by this time I laid her on her back and thrust my cock into her now stretched open and soaking wet cunt hole. I was thrusting into her when my wife returned, I stopped and looked at her; 'Carry on she said, Julie needs it more than me. .. was turned on ... and I hated that. I dressed down, pretended I didn't have a body. Pretended I didn't like sex. I don't ... I feel dirty, but Malcolm ... treated me like I mattered. Even when I told him..." she trailed off.Jeanne moved round the table and moved a chair next to Sasha, sitting next to her and putting an arm round her shoulders. Sasha relaxed into her embrace and the tears began to flow from both of them."My poor darling..." whispered Jeanne."You ... don't mind?" I think you.