We went back to bed and Kaley cuddled me to sleep. The lights in the other room were still on and Sharon was lying on the bed and fiddling with the gigolo’s limp p***s.
I could see clearly what she was doing.
I could not help but think back and wonder about those nights that Sharon did not come home after claiming that she was socializing with some guests. In fact, she was shamelessly fondling other men’s parts like what she was doing now.
I chastised myself for my stupidity but perhaps part of me did not want to believe that I had chosen such a slut to be my wife.
I shifted my attention to Kaley’s amazing body and intentionally occupied my mind by imagining how I should f**k her next. At some point, I also drifted off to sleep.
We were awakened by a ringing cell phone. In the other r
