naïve

every day she sits in front of her imac and she stares at the screen and she says to herself: why?

why does somebody else try to take him away?

why is there always some other bitch?

who tries to blind him?

allure him?

it makes her seethe.

she wants to fucking punch that fucking bitch. whoever that fucking bitch is.

because some one like that doesn't have anything better....so she feels she has to....steal something else.....

she knows that some other women have a tendency to be like that....they see what one woman has...and.....then they have to....like....try to unctuously take it all away.

....it makes her sick....it makes her sick to her stomach.....at first he had introduced that other woman....and he had had to invite her.....

to their bedroom.

their sacred ground.

he had wanted to see how she would respond....when the other woman would....go down on her....

he's fucking sick.

what he's always thinking about.

when she had found out what he had wanted....what he had really been all about....well.....that had made her sick, too.

she had been in a state of shock. but she had let him do....the sick thing that he had wanted to....and she doesn't know what the fuck is wrong with herself....for ever allowing something like this. she should have left him a long time ago....some one who thinks like that....

always thinking about his....

he's a fucking asshole. he is....and she should have known that....from the beginning....but he had deceived her....with his bullshit.

his bullshit lies.

no morality.

nothing. 

she'd been duped....plain and simple.

c....

stupid.

beyond stupid.

....and some thing had come over her.....some thing that looks like rage.

the other woman had inserted three fingers all at once....and....she had heard herself gasp.....uncontrollably....her own legs wrapped around the other woman's torso.....in the throes....as the other woman had found and had then.....almost too nonchalantly....liquefied a precious snow pea pod she has never revealed to any other woman. 

not like that. 

and she had sunk her teeth into her own bottom lip.....because it had felt that good

to let go

in someone else's mouth.

as her conniving husband....right there before her....had plunged in deep....balls deeps....she had heard them slapping in their own animated fashion against another's glistening....fourchette....yes, he had unabashedly slammed into the other woman's.....no longer puckered.....egress....and kept hammering. 

.....and that's where he had released it as well....

in the furthest recesses.... 

right before she herself had come.....so unbelievably fulfillingly hard.