Last week I told you I would be working late at the hotel. What I was really doing was fucking a guest upstairs in his room. It was very hot and steamy and he actually made me cum, which is much more than I can say for you. In the three years you and I have been together, you have made me cum ONCE and it was with a vibrator. I am not sorry that I cheated on you. You make me feel small and hopeless. The only reason I don't leave you is because I have nowhere else to go. I dread hearing the garage door open when you come home from work. The way you talk to me makes me sick and I want to punch you. But, I am fucking this guest and that makes me feel better. Actually I've been fucking him for the last month that he's been lodging at the hotel while he’s working in the area. And he's got a much bigger cock than you too
