”“Corey? Fuck, and I wasn’t there! Are you okay? What did he do?” Ella, driving, was giving me worried sidelong glances.“I’m fine, Jon.”...She barked a short, edgy laugh. “What kind of a moron shows up and accosts his ex-wife, starts screaming at her as she’s walking out of a self-defense class with ten other pissed off and well-armed women?”I laughed, amazed at her steely humor. “Yeah, bad strategy, I would think. Was he drunk?”“He’d been drinking but wasn’t drunk. He was alert enough to back. A year ago, Cynthia had begun seeing a much younger black man by the name of Tyrone, and by 'seeing', of course, that meant they were fucking. Roger knew this of course. But not long after Cynthia had begun fucking Tyrone, she wanted Roger to start wearing the chastity device; and, dutiful hubby that he had always been to her, he did so without complaint! The only time he wasn't wearing the CB 6000, was when Cynthia was going to see Tyrone; which happened to be about once a month, but sometimes. "Nothing like that," I said, trying to give Zoey a knowing grin. "Uh, I, uh, just thought of something funny."She gave me a crooked look, searching me like I was a math problem she was trying to figure out. And it certainly wasn't calculus."Bullshit," she said, her eyes squinted. "I know a horny look when I see it. That is to say, I know your horny look."Then I felt a finger tap against the head of my dick. I reflexively flexed my cock, noticing that I apparently tented down my pant leg to my. I’ll be back in a minute to cash your last check for you.”“Thanks,” Liam said, and made his way to the employees only door. Once through the stockroom, he followed the long hallway past the break room, bathrooms, service rooms, and back to Mel’s office.About the time he leaned against the wall next to the office door, Mel came through the door on the opposite end of the hall. She called out, “Be right there, honey,” before turning into the women’s bathroom.Liam pulled out his phone and scrolled.