Chapter 12
I walked into our house. I didn’t know what to think. I’d gotten my wish; I’d seen my wife f****d by another man, up close and very personal. I’d seen her reach s****l gratification, which is what I thought I wanted, but it wasn’t quite how I had imagined it. I had to conclude that I was a stupid, stupid s**t of a man. There was a list of reasons for this conclusion.
What was I doing marrying a woman like Katie when all I had to offer was an income? How could I think that I could keep her happy with my tiny pecker? I was having a real pity party inside my head.
The inside of my toga was sticky with dried c*m. My jockey shorts were in the room with Katie and Brad. There was no denying I’d enjoyed the spectacle.
I was sitting in my favorite chair, having a drink when the cell
