Conflicted from Afar
	I sit in my apartment enjoying the cool breeze from the air conditioner. It's July 4th and from the window I can see the many fireworks illuminate the night sky. Soft music in the background, lights dim and the smell of patchouli coming from the incense burner. I'm freshly shaved with an old spice splash to cue up the evening. Nervous in the beginning, but when you are as smooth as me, the satisfaction seems to seep right through your pores.      The doorbell rings and in walks the beautiful Josephina. A Latino woman who works with me at  the plant. A hard worker, a mother of three with an extremely jealous husband who sneers at me during his many daytime visits. They had been fighting over his excessive drinking, so after a big argument she comes over to find comfort in spite of her situation.      Greetings are short. She begins sucking my cock furiously while I'm entranced by the thickening plot on the late night movie. The delicacy of her technique has me wondering if the single life is what it's cracked up to be. Whispering Spanish while she's licking around the head has my eyes drifting in and out of focus. She loosens her pants and throws them in the corner, mounts me while I peek at the T.V. screen behind her.      She rocks up and down enjoying the different cock and how it tears up her insides. She cums and wants me to fuck her from behind. “I love it like that so much.” Tender words if ever were spoken. I oblige by positioning her in front of the television. I put it in shallow at first, watching curiously as she begins sliding her ass all the way down. Spanish is coming out, confusing me as to what it is she is saying. I grab the back of her hair as the credits roll and begin laughing. Seeing that bastard husband of hers in my thoughts, tearing his hair out wondering just where his wife is?      I laugh more as I place my company hat on her head. Past fantasies of us fucking at work, I wanted so badly to see her in this position so many times. I roll her over on her back, sinking my prick deep inside, keeping my hand firmly placed on her head. I hear her scream passionately under the hat.      “Tell me how pathetic that fucking husband of yours is?” I scream.      Spanish follows which pisses me off. “In English god dammit!” Clinching her heels in the small of my back, “Manuel, you cocksucking motherfucker!”      “You wetback motherfucker! Fuck me harder, Fuck you Manuel!”      Tears streaming down her cheeks as I pull out and cum all over her face. She's licking the end of my cock, as I gently open my eyes. Stare at the ceiling and feel a little remorse in the evening.      Sweat rolling down my face as I stare out my kitchen window. Fireworks still going off in the night sky. I look down and see Josephina arguing with the drunken Manuel on their patio. I wish for her to be unfaithful to him once and turn to a friend. I wonder how that taco eating motherfucker Manuel ever got a woman like that?      I turn on my sink while watching Josephina storm inside crying and feel pity. Pity for me as I wash the cum off my right hand.      Pity as it swirls down the drain...