we took turns until
her cunt cramped, and her tears
dried on her cheeks.
the next morning, she called
for me to service her first.
i told him, “i knew she would”
he told me, “i knew she would, too”
and, “she’s predictable like that.”
he sat in the chair and watched
me fuck his wife again,
and again, and then
, he picked up a notebook, turned
seven pages, and wrote my name
at the bottom of a long,
i laughed, shrugged, then wiped
my cock clean on his pillowcase.
i left satisfied, but unsure about
the state of my dignity.