I continued to soap my body continuing to finger myself and then ran a soapy hand in my crack until I was at my asshole. As I gentle rubbed the out...side, playfully inserting the tip of my finger into my asshole sent even more pleasure to my clit and nipples. Wait what am I doing; I want to do this to Abigail and vice versa. So I dry off and got dressed, excluding a few items. Abigail and I meet at a coffee shop, we hit it off. Abigail was extremely beautiful, 5’4, 34 C, a nice. And, yes, baby, I am thoroughly, positively, unequivocally, flamboyantly gay. I’m honestly surprised that you missed it at times. I all but screamed my homosexuality in a few ways at you, but because I didn’t come out to you, you never indicated any thoughts that I might be gay. Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt, as they say, right?“As for me, well ... that’s entirely up to you, honey. I won’t lie and say that I won’t have the urge to fuck another guy or two ... and I might even yield to. So, any errors that you still see in the story were introduced by me.My wife was carrying on with her boss and everyone knew about it except, of course, me, the husband, who was the last to know. My first reaction was, understandably, anger. I wanted to hurt her badly and to execute a revenge that would become a benchmark in days to come.But then came sadness when I thought of self-destruction that would accompany my revenge. After I worked through these two primitive emotions I came to point. The length of the drive from the office surprised her, as did the turn into the old decaying strip mall. Her boyfriend angled across the asphalt with no regard for the lines. The number of stranded shopping carts from the Kroger's at the far end easily outnumbered the number of parked cars. They seemed headed for a large empty storefront. "4000 sq ft for lease" proclaimed the red hand lettered banners in its windows. Between the vacant store and a Discount Liquors huddled the "Hunan Heavan".Her.