That was still an argument for saving the marriage. In fact, it was slowly becoming the only argument for saving it.He picked up his cell phone and sc...rolled through his contact list. Finding the name he wanted, he started the call.“Hello, Bert, this is Paul.”“Hello, Paul. How are you doing?”“I’m doing fine. How about yourself.”“I’m doing well,” Bert replied. “Our health is good and Sue is happy. Things are great.”“I was wondering if you and Sue were busy, tonight.”“Not really. What’s up?”“I’ve. I too have made some changes. 20+ years ago I was a young man in very good shape with what could be analyzed as a sex addiction. The only reason I went to the bookstores was to have some unknown person suck my cock through a hole in the wall as I watched the movie of my choice. I would imagine that the girl on the screen getting a huge load blasted on her face was the one blowing me as I actually came in some guy's mouth. Being as young and in shape as I was there was never a problem getting my. You know what to do about that. Right?”Sure, Mom. I’ll get right on that. I’ll just head up to the toilet now and jack it off while you continue on as if nothing’s been noticed. Absolutely. Or, why not just whip it out right here in the kitchen since you’re being so bold as to point out my FUCKING FEAR!!Like, I had no answer for her. I just stood there.But my boner did not disappear.Nope.She’s got a huge rack on her. And it looks good somewhat wet with bubbles on top, no less. Homely apron worn. Theboxes secret contents were spread all over the living room table. All of hisvarious dresses, skirts, different sexy panties, blouses, makeup and a largetube of anal lube. Chelsie saw the blood drain from his face as tears beganrolling down his face.Michael shuddered helplessly. "Chelsie, I swear I'm not seeing anotherwoman. Please, believe me. I swear it." He said all of that in his naturalfemale tone. He sounded just like any other woman pleading.Chelsie smiled knowingly. "I know you are.