She told me she had a real problem now. Well, apparently my friend saw this. He called me an asshole and told her to fuck off. I drove Heather back to...my place. She was distraught. Halfway back she stopped crying and leaned over, holding tightly to my arm. I figured I had really fucked up my buddy's life. I tried to not think about how much I wanted to fuck Heather. When we got back I took Heather inside. I showed her the room and went to the couch. I intended to behave and sleep on the couch,. I knew Denny of course, but not well since I didn't like him and had avoided him, but I knew Richard.Every time I went into the bar Richard would join me, buy me a beer, talk sports with me, shoot some pool with me and all the time he was being buddy, buddy with me he was fucking my wife. He had to pay for that. Not for fucking my wife, but for smiling at me while he was doing it, for pretending to be my buddy while doing it.One night as he came out the back door of his bar he walked into my. More

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