i was married, once upon a time.
after about a year, we visited the town where i grew up.
we met up with my best friend from high school. we had lunch, and laughed about old times.
that night, as i lay quietly in our bed, i heard her masturbating next to me.
she tried to be quiet.
she didn’t want me to know.
she was thinking of him.
i put my hand on hers, and confronted her about it.
she denied it.
i confronted her again.
she didn’t deny it.
my cock was harder than ever.
i fucked her, harder than ever.
all these years later, i still can’t decide,
if that was the best, or worst, sex i’ve ever had in my life.