I'm the one who chose to stay home. I have a degree and meaningful work experience. He didn't know how long I'd get alimony to help 'rehabilitate' mys...lf. I've already started looking for work."He said I'd get somewhere in the vicinity of half of our property in Equitable Distribution. My efforts at home helped make it possible for you to be successful. In theory. I think, looking at all my efforts, you were a success in spite of me."Given all that's gone on, I don't want to sponge off of you.. Their breasts swayed and bounced as they danced while my wife watched each and every one of them intently. I looked at my wife and saw that she had a finger deep inside her soaking cunt, finger fucking herself, as she watched the gyrating, almost naked dancers just up above her head. I heard her moan when one of them exposed her cunt as she danced past. It was subtle but I saw it as well as, I’m sure, most of the audience did too. This happened over and over again as more of the dancers. It was about 11 am and both girls were anxious to hear the other's story from the night before. The girls exchanged sleepy good-mornings as Joni joined Lisa with her own cup of coffee. After a few general musings about the weather and how they had slept, Lisa knew she had to make sure things were alright with her sister."Joni, are you okay about ...how things went with Jimmy last night?" What do you mean, Lisa, I broke a rule and I guess we worked it out without involving the folks, right?" I. Hmmm…what do you think she was trying to say? Please don't? Or pleasemore? I have my own theory, but I won't spoil things by revealing too muchnow. Ah yes…captive sluts. I almost pity them at times, the way they workso hard to satisfy me, to bring me to the peak of arousal with such genuineenthusiasm, only to have to suffer for it. I say almost, ofcourse, because I know its what they truly crave. It's a truth I have seenborne out time and time again in the twisted faces and piercing screams.