loved every second of fucking the guy who was teaching my husband.
My husband trains for a small baseball team and wants to play professional baseball one day. His coach is a twenty-something year old guy. I never liked the guy; he was too cocky and full of himself, but I guess he had good reason to be that way. He looks good and has a good body. He’s also a great baseball player.

He always brags about it. That was the main reason I didn’t like him: he made me think of the kind of guys I dated before I got married. “Man’s man” was how he talked and behaved, like he was God’s gift to women. Since I couldn’t help but like him, I did everything I could to hide it until yesterday, when my husband got hurt while training. We asked for help, and I stayed behind to get his things. That’s when his coach came up to him.