There was even one he'd taken when she was in the house that time. I certainly hadn't noticed him taking it. Presumably she hadn't either.Then there w...re the others; the ones taken during what I'll call his "visit". She'd been wearing the same jeans she'd had on in our house together with a pale yellow tee shirt and a dark brown shirt worn loose over it. All the shots of her were after he had tied up, gagged and blindfolded her – that was what the strips of black cloth were for – but they were. When I had him on the ropes I leaned into him and began throwing hooks to his body, not hard enough to take him out, but hard enough to make sure he knew who the boss was. That's when I noticed his erection. It was tenting out his shorts. I was turning on my big brother by beating him up. It was time; I stepped away from him allowing him to get off the ropes. He advanced slowly, his guard down to protect his sore ribs. I thought, say good night Matt, and threw a wicked right hook, that caught. I was crushed as this information rushed into my awareness and what it meant. My lover, my friend, my partner, my pal had betrayed me just today for the first time after 7 years of faithfulness, helpfulness, loving kindness and all that wraps up in two committed lives entangling more and more every day on their journey to becoming one."So, Heather, what have you been up to this afternoon?" I asked, knowing, but hoping against hope."Oh, I just worked out at the club, I just got home ahead of. Never had the time to. It was a shame that the only person to experience his big curved cock was his own right hand usually. He had a great sex life at college, and knew his way round a woman’s body, but since starting this career work had taken its toll.One unusually quiet nightshift he was sat in the resident’s room with the door open- flicking through facebook, TV on in the background. Jessica, a particularly pretty young nurse walked past and smiled at him. He had a soft spot for Jessica-.