Matt looked at Mandy. Then took the phone in his hand and looked at the first picture.
He saw what could not be. His beloved wife of sixteen years in what looked to be Mandy's pool sucking on a huge black d**k. He shrank the picture to see one of Mandy's sons grabbing her by the hips. It was obvious he was f*****g her.
Matt began to tremble and felt nauseas. He ran his free hand through his hair. Closed his eyes hard, then looked at the image again.
Putting the phone down, he looked up at Mandy.
"What the f**k is this?!" His voice was quiet, but full of emotion.
"I'm sorry." Was all she offered.
"When did you take these? How long..."
"I only found out yesterday evening, after we spoke."
"You took these yesterday!?" Matt was dumbfounded.
"Yes. I'm sorry, Matt, but there was no way
