Wife’s Boyfriend Sucks My Cock

Eleonor was in the shower, so I put her phone on the bed where it was and distanced myself.
“Honey,” I said aloud. “You just received a text.”
She burst out of the bathroom without even finishing, looking at me and the phone, smiling. She took the phone, but she was already calm by that moment, maybe because of the distance. Anyway, I was in a state of disbelief and suppressed anger. I really wanted to scream, but that would be worst for me.
“It’s nothing.” She smiled at me. “Everything okay, Tim?”
I nodded.
I got out of the room a moment later, feeling wrecked, and jealous. There was that dark skinned bulging hard cock floating in my mind, and I couldn’t comprehend why I felt so turned on.
I should be disgusted. That’s what a normal person would be feeling. A man. I spent that day suffering with those thoughts, maybe because I didn’t want to face the reality of being hurt with the betrayal of my wife.
I saw the dick pic on my wife’s cellphone. My dick had gotten hard as a reaction. I read a few of the messages and could see that she probably deleted many more, and by those few, you could tell she had fucked that man a lot of times.
Eleonor didn’t notice anything wrong. Why would she? All the time I stared at her pale face, wanting to say words that could hurt her as much as I was hurt. Incredible how you could hate someone you thought you loved so fast.
After she slept that night I took her phone again and the picture was gone. But I knew the name of the guy, Jack. So I looked for a number of a guy called Jack. I felt the need to save his phone number, then I put...