Sunday 10th June 2018   She looked so damned beautiful, lying there next to me, her eyes briefly shut after her nighttime exertions with her new man. What kind of a fool was I to ever take a chance to lose a woman like this? A woman so loving, faithful and kind. So smart, sexy and warm. I felt an ache in my chest and a deep sense of sadness at the path things had taken. A sense of sadness mixed with the honest self-know...

  Saturday 9th June 2018   “Give them some time, honey,” Dee’s soft Southern accent suggested. As her eyes looked into mine, trying to keep me from looking past her at the sight of my wife disappearing off into the night with a man other than her husband. Jill and my evening together was ending pretty much as it had started; with her hand-in-hand with this new man who’d burst into our lives over what now seemed a lot more...

Saturday 9th June 2018 Recap: Barely a month after the turmoil at the end of my wife’s affair with Chris, after the briefest of hiatuses we’ve conspired as a couple for Jill to take up with our two black next-door neighbors Freddy and Josh. Through them, we’d known Luther for just a week, and on Saturday he insisted on showing Jill and me around the high end and the definitely lower end of his ten-club chain. After an eve...

Saturday 9th June 2018   It was a long walk down the street, past the long strip of bars, clubs and low-end stores and eateries. Following behind Jill’s shapely swaying ass, it struck me how this long walk was some kind of a metaphor for the long walk we’d been on as a couple this last year. I knew the literature-loving part of Jill would have laughed at the thought, probably finding a way to top my joke with one of her o...

Saturday, 8th June 2018 I’d woken in far more agreeable ways. Still semi-drunk from all the drinking the night before, I rolled over in a strange bed and hit air. The place where I’d expected to bump into Jill was empty, just a hole on Jill’s side of the bed. No one to kiss, snuggle or wrap my arm around. Just air. Jolted rudely awake by this realization, the clock told me it was four in the morning. A feeling of slow, ru...

Sunday lunchtime, 3rd June 2018 Jill and I were enjoying a very late Sunday breakfast. We’d only got home from the party at three-thirty in the morning, and so breakfast was just this side of noon. Jill keeping it to a very light breakfast as she wanted to look her best for John and Becky’s upcoming wedding, now only three weeks away. The portions and choice of food she served me making clear that she expected me to give...

Saturday evening, 2nd June 2018 Sat alone on one of the three sofas horse-shoed around the TV, I took a deep breath, not quite believing the scene before me. After two wonderful days reconnecting with Jill, we were back on the hamster-wheel of our new lifestyle. I pinched myself to test I wasn’t dreaming. Was this really the life we were now living after so many years of a very conventional marriage? But the evidence was...

Thursday evening, 31st May 2018 Having taken the trouble to drag my tired body onto a five-hour night flight from LA to Miami, my welcome home present had been a greeting from a butt-naked Freddy who greeted me in my own home, his big dangling dick hanging limp and threatening between his muscular legs. The second part of my welcome home present had been watching two long rounds of sexual athletics between my beautiful wi...

Wednesday morning, 30th May 2018 My conversation with Jill had lasted so long that I didn’t have time for breakfast and had to make do with some brought in pastries and coffee when we got to our offices. But a missed breakfast was a price worth paying to talk to Jill and to hear her words of reassurance. Being driven across town I’d tried to concentrate on what the team was telling me, but my mind was fighting an internal...

Tuesday 29th / Wednesday 30th May 2018, just after midnight Having finished his mind games with Jill, leaving me nervous and unsure of their real significance, Freddy was ably assisted by Josh as the two of them started on making good on their promise to fuck Jill from here to kingdom come. To fuck her until she begged for mercy, her body exhausted from the sex and orgasms, her pussy sore and demanding rest before accepti...

Tuesday 29th May 2018 Always that disconcerting feeling. Waking up in a strange room. Your first few seconds spent disoriented and confused, trying to work out where you are. Memory and then location seeping back into your brain as the sleepy synapses do their jobs, linking neural pathways like rusty points on a foggy railroad as thoughts surface and link. ‘LA … Nighttime … Shitty day gone … Shitty day ahead … Jill. Jill!...

Tuesday morning 29th May 2018 I’d headed to bed at around midnight, but it was fully two-thirty on the Tuesday morning before I finally managed to fall asleep. Thankfully, my client meeting was in their office right next door to the hotel, so I was able to get out of bed as late as six and still shower, breakfast and prepare for the meeting. Of course, from when I awoke at six until I walked into the client meeting at eig...

Monday 28th May 2018 Freddy’s black ass slipped lower and lower as he drove inch after inch of his fat cock further into Jill’s willing body. Each extra inch winning new and satisfied moans and whimpers of pleasure from my wife, as once again she enjoyed the feeling of being filled by a male much thicker and longer than her own husband. Her arms were wrapped around Freddy’s thick and muscular black neck. Her pale skin for...

28th May 2018 I guess we all have those seminal moments when a word offered really sticks in your mind. Never to be forgotten, often to be acted on. Well, one such piece of advice I received way back in my mid-twenties when I was going through a bit of a funk was ‘if your mind keeps going back to something, the only way you’re ever going to be able to get closure and move on is to confront that thing or that person.’ That...

28th May 2018 - Memorial Day Car keys safely hung by the door, suddenly I was overcome by a sense of loneliness. A wave of self-pity and tired lethargy sweeping over me. Alone by myself on the Memorial Day holiday. Husband about to fly to the other side of the country. Kids busy with their own things, building their own lives. Ex-lover and boyfriend in a self-imposed exile several thousand miles away in California. I caug...