As a high school student I worked at a deli where the owner, a fat, hirsute and generally dirty old man, would make lewd remarks about my pretty young girlfriend whenever she stopped by to visit me. It started off pretty tame, "that's a nice piece of tail you got there," "look at the rack on her." "cute little ass." But when I'd laughed along sheepishly, trying to hide the confusing boner tenting up my pants, this seemed to encourage him. He read my submission to his lechery and he'd say dirtier and dirtier things to me about what he'd want to her. I'd notice that his hand would sometimes be at his big crotch too. A sneer on his face, giving me this stony looks daring me to speak up for myself or for her. Often after she'd leave and he'd make his comments, he'd then give me an unpleasant task like cleaning rotting food from the freezer or cleaning the toilet, mopping the floor. Like he wanted to 'put me in my place," for having a cute girlfriend. I am pretty sure he would jerk off after seeing her in the back room a couple of times as well, but I never dared walk in on him. As this continued I noticed that I'd start to imagine his gigantic, disgusting body on top of hers, his hairy fat ass humping into her. This was when I began to realize my cuckold tendencies.
