The unfaithful wife: a tale of betrayal in low light

In the dim light of a seedy motel room, a cell phone camera captures the 50-year-old Caucasian woman with fair skin, slightly wavy blonde hair, and a messy dark mane. Her square jaw, brown eyes, and pointy nose were accentuated by the harsh light. Dressed in lingerie, her natural saggy breasts hung heavily. She was my wife, the one I thought was faithful, but here she was, being taken from behind by a big black man. Her head was tilted towards the camera, a look of both guilt and pleasure etched on her face.