She considered it her duty to insure Jake had a hard on after every workout. She made a change to his inspection of her body’s progress, however. Cl...iming that her workout undies and the garage light didn’t show the results correctly, she started to come to his room once a week in her best lingerie, so he could ‘properly assess her progress.’ The assessments were sometimes quite thorough and time consuming!Because he needed a sparing partner, Jake started teaching Debbie and Angie how to fight.. My heart was pounding, my head spun, I could hardly believe what I was hearing.If a man doesn't even care enough to rape his own wife, brutally and ruthlessly, while she's tied to the bed, helpless and defenseless and begging for him to stop, please stop, while he mercilessly teases her clit with a high-powered vibrator, it's obvious the marriage is over.A marriage like that isn't even worth saving. I wasn't buying his back injury story, either. It was obvious he no longer loved me. But what. He stops to look at the picture, ignoring the notification that just popped up on his phone screen. He sights as he revisits all the memories that they have made during those five years they were together. He places the portrait back on the desk and makes a mental note to buy a new chair so he can use the desk again.Passing the door that gives access to his room he walks towards the wall on the opposite side of the big window. If somewhere else looks at it would seem like just a black wall, but. In the hallway, I couldn't hear the vibrator. I was sure Mom had gone into my room because she heard it but then I'd had it on its highest setting. I went downstairs and left Mom to stew."Have you seen your mother?" Dad asked after I sat down."Yeah, I think she's in her room."Dad nodded and continued reading. I turned the TV on but kept it so low I could barely hear it. I sometimes did that to screw with Dad and make him think he needed a hearing aid. I grinned thinking about Mom upstairs with.