As I sat at the counter preparing my lunch I couldn't take it any longer. The sight of my own mother and her new boyfriend f*****g in her bedroom made me completely lose control with rage and frustration. I grabbed a glass jar full of raw sugar from under the cabinet and took out my frustrations on their backs while they lay side-by-side on her king sized mattress n***d inside her room. She had been sleeping over at our house every night since they got engaged. It's funny... you might think that you're making progress in repairing your relationship with your wife after years of fighting and arguing, but then she starts dating some guy who f***s her brains out like crazy, and all of that progress goes right down the drain along with all of your self-control.
"Fuck... that hurts... dammit!"
