It took me about 3 weeks to realize, my life was a real mess. I had left my wife and moved out, but I was hardly alone, you see my 14 year old daughte..., and my dog came with me. But in a real way I was alone, for the first time in 30 years. I had gotten my apartment furnished, bought enough kitchen stuff to cook a meal, which is kind of funny, since as I’ve always said I can cook 2 things 1 in chili and 1 is not. Supporting 2 households was a strain, since my wife was still living in our very. I talked with Betty Johnson, the woman in charge of our booth, while trying to keep an eye out for Mark. Finally I saw him walking on the other side of the midway."Betty, I need to go talk to Mark. I'll be right back," I thrust my money apron into her hands and dashed around the end of the counter.Betty laughed. "You've been married five years and you're still running after him? You need to get him trained!"Mark gave me a big hug when I caught up to him. "Hi, Kathy, where have you been? I've. I was still scared but started to relax and enjoy the feeling. I could feel something stirring inside me. Paula told me it was my pleasure building up. I didn't know what to expect then all of a sudden I felt my muscles tense up and a strange overwhelming feeling shoot through my body. My pussy tightened around Tom's cock and he make an ugly face yelling out. He was cumming and so was I. Tom pulled his cock out and I could see his cum stretching the condom as it filled. He left. Jean kissed my. "May I use the bathroom?" she says in a rather different tone than the soft conversation a few minutes ago."Of course, you don't need to ask," I reply.She walks off, and I notice at the last minute she has picked up her purse before walking around the corner into the hall. I wonder briefly why girls keep so much stuff in their purses, as hers looks over filled, and then I forget about it.The music is playing a soft, jazzy tune, and I stare off out the apartment window into the night street. The.