I then told him that I knew my wife was a slut and asked if he and his friend would like to help me get her inside and get her ready for bed. I told ...im if they wanted, that they could fuck her while I watched. At first they didn’t believe that I was serious but then they agreed with great excitement!I walked around to my wife’s door and the two men got out and were standing beside me. I opened my wife’s door and she began to cry and tell me she was sorry. She had fixed her dress so her. ."Before she could finish her sentence Patrick had summoned the waiter and had ordered a glass of the same wine for himself. "Looks like I'll be joining you for that last glass then" Patrick smiled. While she hated everything about Patrick, in this moment of loneliness, when she felt utterly abandoned yet again by Chris, she was begrudgingly happy to have company, even if it did come in the form of Patrick, fucking Morrison. As Sarah reluctantly made conversation, she began to relax, enjoying. I also picked up some flowers, and wine. I knew the day before, that I would win. She may have forgotten the bet, but I didn't. I contacted a friend I know named Steve. I met him at a Bisexual/Gay Men's Club here in town. I've been the recipient of his massive cock on a few occasions. I told him that I wanted him to go out on a date with my wife and to see how far he could go with her. I gave him our address and told him to meet her at our house around 9pm. I told Steve of all of the. I didn't even break anything." When I calmed him down, I gave him all the details and told him I would fax him a copy of the Internal Affairs complaint. By the time I had hung up, my coffee was ready.Kruger wasn't in his office, so I left a detailed message for him. I hoped he went down there and tied that little creep into a pretzel.Sipping the hot brew, I pondered this moment. I had seen something like it coming for months. Jordan had a reputation and friends in high places. Even with.