“Either you’ll put your pants on and walk out the door in an effort to look super-cool, or you’ll throw me down and bang me senseless in a crazy...revenge fuck. Whichever way, you’ll try to teach me a lesson. So that leaves me in turn with two options.”“And those are …?”“Get you off a couple times more till you’re fucking exhausted and then kick you out … or take my chances.”“So,” he asked, eyeing her intently, “which is it to be?”She considered him a moment, hand resting lightly on his arm. “No. Lynn continued to giggle a lot. She felt full of bubbles. She was sleepy, and she dozed on and off, usually waking to the flash of headlights from an oncoming car.With nightfall, the temperature had dropped enough to make the ride in the pickup chilling with the windows open. The old man had asked her several times whether she was cold, but each time she just giggled and answered no, for some reason enjoying the goosebumps on her arms and legs while the alcoholic blood gushed through her. “No, I’m not!” she growled in frustration. “I’m telling you to THINK about things. To have the confidence to make good decisions about relationships. Maybe that means you keep seeing Katy. Maybe it means you don’t. But you’re missing something very important. Do you know what it is?”I nodded, “You’re in control and I’m letting you be in control. Well, minus withholding sex for a few months.”“And even there, you let me control things. Be a man, Mike, not a little boy. I’m not saying you should. The door bell rang and she took off to answer it. I stayed out on the deck expecting them to come out there. After about fifteen minutes I got up to go see where they were. I found my wife being fucked by two black guys in the center of our den floor. Marcus had his fat cock wedged in her pussy and a black guy I'd never seen before was sawing his long cock in and out of my wife's asshole. I sat on the couch and watched the two black guys wearing my little wife's cunt and ass out. The dude in.