Out of respect, I closed my eyes, lay my head back, and felt the heat of the steam reaching my bones. I lost track of time, then felt Donna shift on ...he bench next to me. I thought I heard a whimper from the girl across the way, and opened my eyes.I couldn’t believe what I saw. Donna, my demure wife, mother of my kids, had her legs spread and was petting her cunt with one hand while she fondled her tits with the other. She was looking the other girl right in the eye. She also had her legs. “I miss her.”It is a tiny mew lost amongst sobs; my tear filled mouth murmuring it into the soft wool of Claude’s sweater. Over and over again I say it, repeat it, my mantra, all that I am captured in those three words. Forceful, independent me reduced to a quivering, hurting, sobbing mound of flesh deadened by loss.“I miss her.”“I miss her.”“I miss her.”“I know. I miss her too. She was …”The words catch in Claude’s throat, his stoicism infected by my emotional outpouring.It takes a while this. More

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