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She didn't know who I was anyway, and I nolonger resembled the person whose boyfriend she had stolen. I thoughtabout changing gyms to get away from he... because the very sight of her atfirst filled me with anger and pain as a reminder of what had happened tome. What she had done to me. But she was too friendly. She would alwaysgive me a wave when I would pass her on the way to the cable machines.That evolved into asking each other how well we did today, and othersmall talk about what was going. ..ahh...ooohhh...you little beauty...“Then he was in me. Thrusting painfully. I cried out. I expect he liked that. Then he was thrusting in and out savagely. Almost like madman. There was no finesse; no time, no would imagine, for enjoyment. It was quick ****, pure and simple. A frenzied ego trip. Luckily for me, it was all over in less than a minute. He was slumped down, still in me, but limp, groaning with satisfaction.I had done my duty!But, oh dear God, what a way to be used!I lay there,. I still went out and hunted from time to time, and we still went out to my grandparents' property as a family to fish and play in the water. We still visited our parents frequently, and still spent time in Tim and Susan's pool. Life was good. Sure, my sex life with Mel had slowed down some; we weren't kids in our 20's any longer. But, we still had a pretty good, if rather familiar, love life. I still loved her with all my heart, and we still had fun together, when we could find the time. Her. Hell, everything about Don was sexy... Especially the way he wouldlook at me and talk to me. At that time in my life, I didn't recognizewhat cruising was but every time I talked to Don or he spoke to me, I felta stirring in my crotch that frankly kind of confused me. I remember oneday on a Saturday when he rode a bicycle over to our house. My Dad wasn'thome so Don talked to me outside for an hour or so while I worked onweeding my Mothers flower garden. I can still remember Don as he sat on.
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