My ex-husband and I were married at an early age after High School when love and romance seemed to be the only two things regarding my adolescent inte...lect. It seemed like the right thing to do, having someone care for you day in and day out. Yet with maturity and wisdom now in my reasoning, that old-fashioned notion was nothing more than a silly girl’s dream. I never considered myself attractive, or desirable to anyone’s discerning eye. I felt wanted at the onset of my doomed marriage when sex. ... ......OOOH!, Gooooood." She let his cock up. "Don't be stingy. Share your nice cock with the rat. Now give your cock another time to the nice rat to eat some more. Oh! Good! Good! Yes! ........ Let him eat. Stay down there. Let him bite you. Uhmmm! Yes!." She let it up. "Does it hurt? It must be so sore. It must hurt so much to bite you penis. But we must let the rat bite your penis. We must let the rat bite you so he can eat. You must push your penis down for the rat. What if she complained to my parents, what if she told my friends what a pervert I was, what if she became disgusted about me…??? It was too much to digest! While I was busy immersed in my thoughts, she screamed, “I asked you a question Arun! Answer me….!!!!”. I gathered up courage, covered my flaccid dick with her panty, took of her bra from my face, looked onto the floor, turned towards her & said, “Mam….I can explain everything…!!!”. She wasn’t convinced, “Look into my eyes & speak….”, she. Every time I noticed this guy, he was checking out her legs, cleavage and doing anything he could to look up her short skirt. There was still no shortage of slightly perverted comments in an attempt to woo her.He would even try to politely brush up against her and put his arm around her. She shrugged it off very well and playfully kept her distance. She would look at me as to bail her out but I didn't.I invited him back to the house for a few brews (wife does not drink) so I had to try real.