Unfortunately, they had a very long walk and driveway. Fortunately, my pay reflected this when she came time to pay me.Mrs. Harrison had been living n...xt to us for as long as my parents had been here. She and her husband were professional people, she being a lawyer I believe, and had no children.Big deal you may ask?Just as I started to shovel, Mrs. Harrison drives up, waves and forces her truck past me into her garage. Thinking nothing of it, and this not being the first time, nor the last,. That only came to light about six months after our divorce. I'd met the guy she was fucking, too, but I didn't know it. He was a slightly younger black guy by the name of Duane, who worked in the shipping-receiving department where my wife worked; and though I maybe should have been angry about that...strangely enough, I wasn't! In fact, rather than angry, I found myself very sexually aroused by it!Our marriage was over. I didn't try and fool myself into thinking it wasn't, and yet, in spite of. ..I told you I bought a few more bras and slips for you a while ago - this is one of them." My penis wnated to erupt in her warm hand as I asked, "Are you wearing pantyhose?" She pulled her top down, and leaned closer to me saying, "Yes...they are very shiny, and I think you have cum on them a time or two." My penis began to twitch, and she immediately took her hand away, saying, "No way sweetie...wait until I get you home tomorrow - I will pick you up here right after work." She stood up,. James climbed into the back right behind me and put the tip of his head right on my waiting lips. ‘You want to be watched don’t you? You little fucking slut.’ he said slapping me hard on the ass. ‘Yes, please.’ I replied trying to push back onto him. ‘So eager. Aren’t you?’ he said grabbing my hair and shoving me against the window. My breath fogged up the window as my nipples stiffened against the cold glass. He slowly shoved his cock inside of me. ‘Fuck me hard! Please!’ I yelled pushing back.