He only had one question left.

"Do you have a thing for him?" John asked. "Do you love him?

"Oh God no," Jennifer replied. "He is an asshole, it isn't anything more than the money, and the sex."

She could see John didn't like that answer. "John, I enjoy fucking. I mean I really love fucking. I love the feel of a cock inside of me, I love the way a man's cock tastes. I love the way cum tastes, the way it feels inside of me, I love the taste of a woman's pussy, I actually enjoy sucking on a man's balls.."

This was making it easier to do what he knew he had to do, John was revolted by what he learned his fiance had been doing while with him. Some of it she had never done with him.

"If you can't stop fucking him, it seems like you have a thing for him," John responded. "Forget the lesbian thing, I never would have figured you for a lesbian, but I just can't get past the thing with your boss. In your wedding dress?"

Jennifer realized he was thinking about leaving, her face changed. "There isn't any love, it is just fucking, and I just do it to keep my job!"

"Do you get off when you fuck your boss?" John replied quietly. "When you fuck the other men?"

Jennifer bit her lip and looked away from him, she didn't answer, and the question hung in the air.

"I need to know Jen," John insisted.

Jennifer lowered her gaze, she didn't look at him as she answered, "Yes, almost every time."

John's mouth dropped open, "Is it all men you are with, or just him?"

"I enjoy getting fucked John, I orgasm more than any other women I know, I don't know why. I just like it, I enjoy it, I have had sex almost every day of my life since I was a senior in high school." Jennifer felt like a whore as she answered him.

"And Steve is really good at fucking. He has a really big cock, he is well built, and he can last long enough for me to get there." Jenifer looked like saying that last part aroused her, he saw her lick her lip a little. "Not all men can get it done."

That hurt a bit. John was not a small man and didn't have a small cock, but he wasn't as big as her boss. And while he had some lasting power, he usually only made it ten minutes or so inside of Jennifer. So Steve was basically a porn star and his fiance now seemed like a sex-crazed porn star herself.

"What about me, do you orgasm with me?" John asked. He feared this answer, but he felt he already knew it.

"I love you, you make me happy, you make me whole, I am not with you for getting off John," she replied desperately. "I love you, I don't love anyone else!"

"So you don't then, do you?" He asked. "Have I ever gotten you off, Jennifer?"

"No," Jennifer said. "Oral sex does it, but I couldn't let you take that risk, and I really love fucking you, babe!"

There might not be a romantic thing between her and her boss, but there was certainly a physical thing, and how could he ever trust her again? How could he not see cum on her wedding band for the rest of their lives, how could he go on knowing another man pleased her more than he could? Fuck.