Even though we had been having sex for a few months now it just seemed that much better now that we were married. I got out my old stopwatch and hit t...he button. Then we started kissing and fondling each other on my bed. Five minutes had passed but I still needed to slip my cock into my bride’s pussy to consummate our marriage. So I reset my stopwatch and pumped into her as I had on many occasions but without the immediate desire to fill her with cum. From my bedroom we went to my mother’s bed. He came closer, whispering in my ear. ‘Well now, does that turn you on boy? Knowing that I've fingered your wife? She didn’t complain too much when I pushed that little thong to the side and slid my fingers up her, in fact, she was very receptive, I’d have done more than finger her if someone hadn’t come along,’.I started to push my erection back into my trousers and do myself up but I felt his hand on my arse, squeezing my cheeks. ‘Hmmm your arse is nearly as fit as hers, come with me’, and he. " I explained feeling some anger."When you went into the army I thought you were trying to get away from me because I wanted us to get married. When you left, I felt empty and alone. I have no real reason for what I did. It just happened. I am sorry for what I did and I am paying for it now. Time has made me realized the mistakes I had made and that I still love you. I think Jake knew I still loved you. That is probably was why our marriage did not last. I tried several times to find out where. Russell overheard me telling Press that Marcy Cochran would like to discuss his stance and suggest that he ask her to dance. "Maybe I'll dance with her too," Russell said. "I could use a tip or two. Besides, I'm up for anything that pisses the Colonel off."That night in the room Lester was fuming. He had transferred from football to photography on his own but apparently he hadn't thought that I would be the one to take his place on the varsity team. "I'm going to dance with your girl every.