I didn’t need to see it.And in a few days, she’d come back home, smiling, maybe even humming to herself.And I’d smile back, act like everything was fine.Because that’s what a good husband does. This had become my life.And then, right on cue, the doorbell rang.Her boyfriend stepped inside with a confident swagger, towering over me. Gay porn It’s really cute how supportive you are of my relationship with him.” She giggled. I get the best of both worlds. You know you have to put him and me first over your requirements.”I swallowed my disappointment. “Knew I could count on you.”She turned to me, barely containing her excitement. And don’t worry. “Right… of course.”She smiled, oblivious—or maybe just indifferent—to my hesitation. You’re so good to me. She really got you trained, man. I mean he is off the hook and stress free , but gets to feel the pride and satisfaction of passing on his genes and watching his offspring grow up. “What?”She smiled, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “You got everything handled here? We are onky doing this so that youbare stress free, got it boy.”They had both laughed.And now, years later, here I was—changing diapers, making school lunches, attending parent-teacher meetings—while he spent his time enjoying
