Well After Our big Arguement I left The house and Headed to The Bar. As I had a few Rounds. This Guy came up to me and was like whats the Problem Man.... I felt Bad Because All I did was whine about How My girlfriend Treats me like shit. He smiled and said he could help with that. I was Like How. He oulled out of his pocket a Pill bottle. I was Like "No I'm not into d**gs Man." HE rolled his eyes and was like. It's Not like That. It a relaxer. I shrugged it off and took one of these pink Pills.. When you're sucking a pussy, your own pussy gets hot, and when some other girl is lapping you, you get hungry." Is your pussy nice and hot now?" What do you fucking think?" Marylou said."I think I'm fucking starving for it!" Oh yeah! Suck me off now and then maybe we'll fool around with the doggy some more. Okay?"Rachel, game for anything now, nodded. But the dog's prick could wait, she figured. Right now she was more interested in sucking her first-ever pussy. She was thrilled by the. Nothing happened so I crept slowly up to the neighbors fence and leaned in wondering if I could see into the neighbors yard. I could, and what I saw shocked the hell out of me. There in the neighbors back yard were three guys, all in their early twenties, with their faces pressed up against the fence between their yard and my sister-in-laws back yard. Each one had his cock in his hand, stroking furiously, watching through the fence… watching my wife getting fucked! Stung and hurt I limped back. She was just a girl. A companion for the evening, nothing more, probably much less. No need to explain the complexities of my thought processes to her. No need to explain what I thought about the nature of reality. None of that mattered to her. What did matter to her then? I resigned my self to trying to take another look at her. Try to give her the benefit of the doubt. Try to figure out what she WAS interested it. What she DID think about. I took a sip of my drink and lit a cigarette. It.