Today is Mike’s lucky day. He isn’t being cruelly forced to choose between two gorgeous women; he gets them both. I, on the other hand, am getting...the short end of the stick. Although, I can’t complain. If getting the short end of the stick didn’t get my rocks off, we wouldn’t all be here now. ‘Would you like a drink?’ Heather asks, as we lead them into the house. ‘Sure,’ responds Mike. The tall, handsome man’s stare has gravitated down to my wife’s ass. ‘Why not, I’ll have one too,’ answers. Just then, I received a video call notification on my mobile. It was an unknown number, so I disconnected it. It came again, and I picked it up. It was Reddy on the other side. He smiled at me, kept his phone somewhere, and turned it in some direction.My wife was sitting in a bridal dress with a priest beside her. Reddy went and sat beside her. The Priest started the ritual, and a formal marriage ceremony started. He did all rituals that are performed in marriage. The ritual lasted for 40. The note was obviously for me since it had my name on it, so I did as instructed and walked into the guest bathroom near the entrance way. When I walked in there was another note taped to the bathroom mirror a few items resting on the counter top. The note red: ‘Chris, I want to take our relationship to the next level if you feel you are ready. You have two choices: Option 1: Take the $300 in this envelope and please keep our secret and never come back. Option 2: Keep the $300 and put on the. It was about this time that I looked up. Justine was caught, or maybe a better way to put it was that I was caught. Our eyes met. I thought she’d close them and feign sleep but she didn’t she just kept looking. Looking over her arm was moving in a rhythmic motion under the covers. My god, she was touching herself watching us. My head just about exploded.I looked down at Jenn, again eyes closed and unaware. Her mouth was full of her own thong. A rush of blood went to my face. It was one.