But then she thought again of her husband, with his pants around his ankles, playing with himself as he watched another man fuck his wife. Playing wit... his smallish penis. "What kind of man enjoys watching other men have his wife?" Jen thought. But she felt bad for thinking these thoughts, and tried to shake them from her mind.Then her thoughts were interrupted by the ring of her cell phone."Hello," she said."It's me," Mike said. "Uh — where are you?" I'm in the grocery store. Why?" Can you. “Let me call your parents.”“Don’t bother. Sniff. They’re in Chicago. Sniff. If they call, I’ll answer.”“What about if they call the house?”“Sniff. We don’t have, sniff, a land line, sniff, anymore. Sniff. Cost too much.”“Oh, baby.” I just held her and rocked her.She finally settled a bit. When she did, I noticed she was rubbing my chest over my heart. “I love you. Why can’t they be you? Why can’t you be them? I’ll be right back.” She went to the bathroom down the guest hallway, coming back in a. More

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