Plunged my head up and down at a relentless pace. I sucked and slurped, drooling, spit running from my mouth to trail down and off my chin in dangling...threads. Guttural sounds, and sputtering breath, he pushed me deeper and deeper, till I was mashed down; face crammed into the pubic hair his base. His legs caught behind my shoulders and held me in their vise, as he raised his ass from the couch, fucking my mouth in faster furious strokes. My vision swam with the water that sprung to my eyes,. He wanted to have sex. With his wife. ‘I don’t know what happened,’ he said. ‘Neither of us had much experience. I thought we would find things out together. She didn’t want to. She made me feel … dirty if I tried to talk about it. After a while I stopped asking.’ The tears were spilling down his face. ‘She always seemed to be complaining. If she had been willing to go out sometimes: to a party or barbeque, the cinema, the beach. Or if we could have gone somewhere on holiday. All she seemed to. What’s done is done, what more is there to say?”“That’s it? You’re a really a cold hateful bastard, aren’t you?”“No, not really,” he stopped to think for a moment. “Hateful, I don’t think so. The thing is, I don’t hate you, I hate what you did. But, you were just being you, perhaps you couldn’t help it. Joanie gets what Joanie wants; that’s always been the way. I just don’t understand, if you wanted out of the marriage, why didn’t you just say so? Why did you play me like this? You could have. " Kelly said as she handed him a sheet of paper.Don looked over the sheet in a daze. He found himself getting together his purse and heading out the door. Everyone in the office looked at him normally. An office buddy, Larry, touched him on his shoulder, "Donna - don't forget the lunch meeting tomorrow. It's really important and we need to pitch it well. Could you stop my desk for a minute? I want to show you some ideas." I won't forget Larry. In fact I'm off to do some shopping. I have several.