Stop it! But in a cowardly way!

This was precisely what you tagged along to prevent. You are not about to let this man steal your wife away. You know you should run up there and punch him out for asking to marry your wife, but after being emasculated for the last weeks, you just can bring up the energy to do that, so like a quiet mouse, you stutter, "Sir, I am sorry, but you can't marry that woman."

Mr. Jones said, "What was that?" because you were so quiet that he couldn't even hear. You couldn't bring yourself to speak any loader, so you walk forward about half the way to them before repeating yourself.

This time Mr. Jones asks, "And why not?"

You stutter, "be .. be .. because sh she is m m, my wife."

Which causes Mr. Jones to break out in laughter. "You really expecting me to believe that someone as beautiful as Amy would marry you someone like you. Ah A better you have never been close enough to a woman this beautiful before. You couldn't even have sex with someone like her in your dreams."

You couldn't bring yourself to answer fast enough before Amy answered, "Well, define sex."

Mr. Jones's face turns to shock at what she said. "You can't be serious! Well then, does he fuck you?"

Amy "Ah, he actually hasn't been in me in a long time."

Mr. Jones snaps, "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! THIS HAS TO BE A SICK JOKE! EVEN IF YOU ARE NOT JOKING, AND THIS MAN IS ACTUALLY MARRIED TO YOU, WE DID IT... WITH HIM RIGHT THERE! HE HAD TO KNOW!"

Amy proceed to explain what her father wanted and did and how she thinks you are actually into being cuckolded so much that it excites you too much that you cum before even going in her. You wanted to correct her, but you couldn't build the courage to do so.

Mr. Jones "If that is the case, then I see no reason we can't get married."

Amy "But I love him, and I won't leave him."

Mr. Jones's face twists in a mixture of happiness in craziness as if all of this just made him snap, "You don't have to; as long as he never actually goes in you, there is no reason he can't live with us."