Dear John

Dear John,
I am so sorry to have to tell you but our marriage is over and I never thought that I would ever say this to you but things just happen sometimes. I guess it began when you took that new job and, well you were gone on business trips so often. I got lonely Sweetheart, just too many nights setting home with no one to talk to, nothing to do, it was inevitable I suppose. You know how I hate being alone all the time; it drives me crazy because I just don't know what to do with myself.

Thus begins the Dear John letter you hope you will never received. This is sexual satire/black comedy thoughout that will leave you laughing and cringing as you can only imagine the looks on poor John's face as he reads this final farewell from his beloved wife.

Over-the-top, sexual comedy from the warped mind of I. M. Telling. People will ask why your laughing so hard.      

Content Warning: This story is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

This story contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity between an African American men and white women. It includes oral sex, run over dogs, voyeurism, IRS audits, ménage, cross-dressing, wife sharing, exhibitionism, semen swallowing, small penises, and other practices.