Recently, I’ve taken to wearing tight-fitting yoga leotards at the grocery store, just to see the reaction I’d get. Black leotards and white ones ...don’t get nearly the same reaction as my flesh-toned tan ones. I love it when I see a guy stalking me from one aisle to another, without saying a word.I was walking through Walmart last week, wearing some very short running shorts and a mid-thigh length t-shirt, when I overheard an older guy asking his buddy if he thought I was wearing anything under. He asked me if I wanted to go to a party at a friend of his was having. I followed him to his friends house and when we entered I was surprised to find about twenty or so people in various age and stages of dress. My cock which was semi hard and dripping some pre cum started to get harder. He introduced me to some of the people and then we went into a bedroom kissing each other and caressing too. We slowed down to undress each other and were both surprised to find we both had panties on. I got. He then asked my wife to get on all fours.As Ana was turning her nice body, the black man asked me if she liked anal.I looked at my wife and she laughed again, saying she could try this size…The black man then grabbed her hips and tried to push his thick cockhead up Anita’s tight rosebud. She opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes, as I watched him pushing his hips forward. Ana screamed loud in pain and I then knew he had successfully entered through her tiny asshole.He gave Ana a couple. I never even looked at other women. I did everything I could do to be the best husband she could possibly hope for so what went wrong? The only thing I could think of was the twenty pounds I'd put on over the last five years or so. Was that it? I was not physically attractive to her anymore?Well, it didn't really matter. After what I'd seen we were through. Loving her as much as I did it still wasn't enough to make me share. And it wasn't enough to make me fight for her either. So what if I won.