John, Sarah, and the muscular stud, Mike, had become inseparable ever since that fateful day at the library. John was still in love with Sarah, but his feelings of humiliation and jealousy had grown stronger with each passing day. He couldn't understand how his future wife could so easily betray him with a stranger, and the sight of Mike's strong, brick-built body only added to his distress.

As the day of the wedding approached, John tried to focus on the positive aspects of their relationship. He knew that Sarah truly loved him, and he hoped that their marriage would bring them both the happiness they deserved. But the thought of Mike attending the wedding, standing there as a constant reminder of Sarah's infidelity, filled John with dread.

On the day of the wedding, John stood at the altar, waiting for Sarah to walk down the aisle. As he looked out into the crowd, he saw Mike sitting in the front row, his muscular arms crossed over his chest, a smug smile playing on his lips. John's heart raced with anxiety, and he felt a wave of nausea wash over him.

As Sarah walked down the aisle, her eyes met John's, and he felt a pang of guilt. He knew that he should be happy on this special day, but all he could think about was the sight of Mike's strong hands holding onto Sarah's hips, the sound of her moans, and the way her eyes had locked onto his.

As the ceremony began, John tried to focus on the words being spoken, but his mind kept wandering back to that day in the library.

He imagined Sarah lying on the altar, her skirt hiked up, her eyes closed, and her mouth open in pleasure as Mike stood between her legs, thrusting into her with such force that the altar shook.

As the wedding reception began, John found himself standing alone, nursing a drink. He watched as Sarah and Mike danced together, their bodies pressed close, their hands exploring each other's bodies. John felt a wave of jealousy wash over him as he watched Sarah lean in close to Mike, whispering something in his ear.

Suddenly, Sarah turned to John, her eyes locked onto his. "I've been waiting for this moment," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "I want you to watch as I show Mike just how much I love him."

John felt a surge of anger and humiliation as Sarah guided Mike to a secluded corner of the reception hall. As he watched, Sarah lifted her skirt, revealing her black lace panties. Mike's eyes widened with lust as he reached out and ran his fingers over Sarah's panties, causing her to moan softly.

“You like that, don't you, baby?" Sarah cooed, her eyes locked onto Mike's. "You want to feel how wet I am for you, don't you?"

Mike nodded, his eyes never leaving Sarah's. With a smirk, Sarah reached down and slipped her panties off, revealing her glistening pussy to Mike. He wasted no time in dropping to his knees, his face buried between Sarah's legs, his tongue working its way inside her.

Sarah moaned loudly, her eyes closed as she threw her head back in pleasure. "Oh, Mike," she gasped, her voice filled with lust. "You're going to make me cum so hard."

John watched in horror as Sarah's moans grew louder, her body writhing in pleasure. He felt a mixture of jealousy, humiliation, and desire as he imagined himself in Mike's place, pleasuring Sarah and making her scream with pleasure.

As Sarah's orgasm washed over her, she opened her eyes and looked directly at John. "That's right, baby," she purred. "Now watch as I show Mike how much I love him."

With that, Sarah guided Mike to a nearby couch, her eyes locked onto his. John watched in disbelief as Sarah straddled Mike, her skirt hiked up, her panties pushed to the side. Mike's strong hands gripped Sarah's hips as he thrust into her, their bodies moving in a rhythmic dance of lust.

John felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he watched Sarah and Mike fuck right in front of him. He couldn't believe that this was his future wife, a woman he had always admired, being so thoroughly dominated and pleasured by another man.

As the night wore on, John found himself getting caught up in the excitement. He couldn't help but imagine himself in Mike's place, taking Sarah and making her scream with pleasure. He felt a mixture of jealousy, humiliation, and desire as he watched Sarah and Mike fuck over and over again, each time growing more intense and passionate.

As the night came to an end, Sarah and Mike stood up, their bodies covered in sweat. Sarah turned to John, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"I hope you enjoyed the show, baby," she purred. "Now it's your turn to show me how much you love me."

John felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he realized that he had been watching Sarah and Mike fuck all night long. He knew that he should be angry, but all he could think about was the sight of Sarah's glistening pussy, the sound of her moans, and the way her eyes had locked onto Mike's.

As Sarah led John to their hotel room, she turned to him, her eyes filled with lust. "I want you to fuck me like Mike did," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "I want you to show me how much you love me."

John nodded, his heart racing with desire. As he entered the room, he saw Sarah lying on the bed, her skirt hiked up, her panties pushed to the side. He felt a mixture of jealousy, humiliation, and desire as he climbed on top of her, his cock hard and throbbing.

As he thrust into Sarah, he couldn't help but imagine himself in Mike's place, pleasuring her and making her scream with pleasure. He felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him as he watched Sarah's eyes close, her body writhing in pleasure.

As John and Sarah lay in bed, their bodies entwined, John couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them. He knew that he would always love Sarah, but he also knew that he would never be able to forget the sight of her and Mike fucking in front of him.

As the days turned into weeks, John found himself becoming more and more obsessed with Sarah's infidelity. He couldn't help but imagine her lying on the desk in the library, her eyes closed, and her mouth open in pleasure as Mike thrust into her with such force that the desk was shaking.

One day, as John was scrolling through his social media feed, he came across a picture of Sarah and Mike. They were standing close, their hands exploring each other's bodies, their eyes locked onto each other's. The caption read, "Can't get enough of this stud."

John felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he realized that Sarah was cheating on him with Mike. He knew that he should be angry, but all he could think about was the sight of Sarah's glistening pussy, the sound of her moans, and the way her eyes had locked onto Mike's.

As the weeks turned into months, John's obsession with Sarah's infidelity grew stronger. He couldn't help but imagine her lying on the desk in the library, her eyes closed, and her mouth open in pleasure as Mike thrust into her with such force that the desk was shaking.

One day, as John was driving home from work, he saw Sarah and Mike walking down the street, their hands intertwined. John felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he realized that Sarah was cheating on him with Mike. He knew that he should be angry, but all he could think about was the sight of Sarah's glistening pussy, the sound of her moans, and the way her eyes had locked onto Mike's.

As the months turned into years, John's obsession with Sarah's infidelity grew stronger. He couldn't help but imagine her lying on the desk in the library, her eyes closed, and her mouth open in pleasure as Mike thrust into her with such force that the desk was shaking.

One day, as John was walking through the park, he saw Sarah and Mike sitting on a bench, their hands intertwined. John felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he realized that Sarah was cheating on him with Mike. He knew that he should be angry, but all he could think about was the sight of Sarah's glistening pussy, the sound of her moans, and the way her eyes had locked onto Mike's.

As the years turned into decades, John's obsession with Sarah's infidelity grew stronger. He couldn't help but imagine her lying on the desk in the library, her eyes closed, and her mouth open in pleasure as Mike thrust into her with such force that the desk was shaking. Her back was arched, open to him, as she gasped his name. Then her eyes fluttered open and locked onto Mike’s.

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