He staggered out of the bedroom and, the instant he had slammed the front door behind him, Jane pulled open the wardrobe doors. She was greeted by the...sight of my massive enraged purple-headed cock pulsating in my hot hand - and already covered in foaming pre-cum.She took one eye-glazing look at that dirty dick and whispered: "Now, baby, let's do what we planned." She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bedroom. She discarded her soaking and stained blank panties and pulled off her dress to. Home was another story. I didn’t drink or do drugs, so the pain seemed to stay right there. No matter where I was I missed her, and hated her. I was torn up inside. Angry, hurt, and lonely. I had asked myself many times over why, why had she done what she had done? Why throw it all away? Why the other men? I had lots of questions. No answers. The females at the office soon learned that while I seemed to be available I wasn’t. They quit being quite so ‘friendly’ after a couple of months. The. She flopped down on the sofa next to me and snuggled up against me. Yeah, this was going to be a challenge.“Okay, honey, what do you want to know?” I asked.“Everything, I guess. I mean, I know how people make babies and the process of sexual intercourse and all that, but I don't understand anything about how my body is supposed to react. Like, what am I supposed to feel?” she asked.“Well, um, it's supposed to feel good. But you should think very long and hard before you have sex with anyone.. It eventually escalated to me standing behind her on the packed train in the morning with my cock getting ever harder with the sway of the train while it bounced and rubbed on the crack of her ass. Thats when she began to noticed me. I even made note that her and her husband parked in the same commuter lot as me. And one time while we were on the train i struck up a casual conversation with her husband while all the while staring at her like meat. Eventually one morning I slipped my business.