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Why was she suddenly dressing in such revealing clothes, her husband asked himself.

He dismissed the idea she would ever cheat on him out of hand. Still, he had a slimy feeling in the back of his head.

She said she just liked it. He had to admit she looked good.

She answered her phone less lately. She would always just say she didn’t hear it when he would ask about it.

The other day she moaned on the phone. She played it off.

A couple days later she said she wanted to have phone sex. It seemed so real to him. She said things she’d never said in bed. She said his cock was huge. He knew it wasn’t, but it was nice to hear. He hoped she’d be this vocal and sexy next time they made love.

He wanted to ravage her when they got home, but she was too tired. The next time they made love, it was a disappointment. She was, as usual, disinterested.

She continued the phone sex sessions. The slapping was so realistic. And he could swear he heard a man’s voice sometimes.

One day he came home and heard the bed creaking upstairs. When he walked in the bedroom she was riding another man, taking long strokes on a long, thick cock. “It’s okay, baby,” she said, turning her head. “I can explain. You’ve got a tiny cock and you’re a lousy fuck.”

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