The moment I knew it was right was when I looked at my husband. Seeing his wife like that should drive a man crazy. I looked at him with these pleading eyes like, “Do something. I’m your wife. Do something”.
But he just sat there, stroking himself. He actually wanted to see me fuck this black man.
That was all I needed. I never looked at him again all night, and I’ve never looked at him the same way since.