I remember walking in the front door that night and seeing Jennifer putting the dinner plates on the dinning room table. It just seemed like our life got much more passionate from that night on. I showered her with hugs and kisses while she tried to finish preparing our meal.

I guess I have to admit I had images in my mind of Jennifer getting banged good and hard by Clifton. I often thought about my desire to see my wife screwed silly by a black man. Jealousy would take over for most men and I wondered how I would react when the time actually came.

I laid in bed...