Yes, I might be gay...It was getting dark so I headed home. As usual, my wife was expecting me with a big smile on her face. I told her not to panic b...ecause I'm OK and than I told her what I saw earlier. She smiled and asked me why and I told her that I want her to have the great sex life that I can't offer her and than explained what I just discovered during my walk. She told me that she also discovered that she needs a lot of sex and her sexual preferences expanded to anal sex, group sex,. But then after a few long strokes she settled down and began to grind her ass back into him again as he fucked her wildly.I jumped as I heard a voice laughing in my ear:"Your white married bitch really loves black cocks…!I looked round and saw an elegant bald black man in his mid-fifties. Then I knew he was the club’s owner…I turned back to the dance floor just in time to see my wife being led away by several huge black men; her red dress loosely hanging off her sweating body. She wasn't. THe young people that work for her thing she is a no-nonsense, tough, a-sexual matron. my last message to here was that i had to leave, because i was snowed in, and had to shovel my way out... and also i had some popcorn cooking... when i came back a couple of days later, i found this waiting for me:(the pics i'm including were from some other chats with her)hey.... i hope its still a snow day [3/6/2015 10:58:55 AM] but i think from the looks of things might be not[3/6/2015 10:59:17 AM] too. I needed the cold air to clear my head. It was a very cold, clear night. As I walked home, I looked up at the stars and could not help but think of Susan. I smiled as my hand was holding the letter in my coat pocket, somehow I felt Susan was walking with me. I got home a few minutes later, locked up and got comfortable in my chair. I glanced and saw the message light blinking on the phone, I reached over and pressed the message key.“Hey Jeff, this is Jen, just uh ... wanted to wish you a Merry.