But even I didn’t expect the criticism he directed at Mary. He’d always seemed to avoid directing too much of his wrath at her. This time, though,... he went directly to the point. “You can’t draw a straight line with a ruler.” I saw tears spring to her eyes and was reaching for Mary’s shaking hand when the son of a bitch swung and pointed directly at me. “And you can’t seem to draw what’s in front of you. You are wrapped up in reflections and shadows and never get around to actually drawing the. She pulled away a little so I eased up until sheleaned back against me to let me know I could go on.My dick slowly slid into her butt. It felt reallydifferent than the pussy did. It was very tight rightat the opening, but not so tight just a little furtherin. It still felt great, so I began fucking herslowly. She was digging it. So was I. We kept this upfor a while until I came with a groan. My dick gotsoft and plopped out of her. I cleaned us up with theshop rag. We sat there recuperating. The. All I knew was that my beloved wife, the woman I’d loved faithfully, hopelessly for the past nine years, was cheating on me. And with a black man! I fell heavily back onto the sofa and realized I was shaking. With anger. From shock. From…everything. It wasn’t that I was necessarily a racist, not anymore than the average person. I had played college football and most of my best friends on the team had been black, for crying out loud. Truth was, I would have been pretty pissed off if my wife was. Oh firm, yes firm and what nice big nipples.’ Annabel’s breasts were hanging downwards from her and the MD was balancing them in his hand as if weighing them. He pinched and squeezed as if they were fruit to be assessed for ripeness. Annabel was so very conscious of the indignity, the liberty, the assault being made on her – and even more conscious of the MD’s penis now standing hard and pointing up at her. Leaning forward, as she was, towards the seated MD his penis was not that many inches.