The low lights of the candles mingled with their intoxication aroma and a soft song came on the radio. I felt a cold, slick liquid being poured over m... thong. Mark had brought lubricant and in an instant has poured it down my ass crack and over this throbbing hard member. The feeling of his hot wet cock now sliding effortlessly against my body sent a shiver down my spine. As I worked my hips up and down I felt Marks fingers pull my thong panties aside and begin to rub on my now wet aching love. Knocking him away, I went back to probing the wood with my knife blade. Given the age of the house I was not surprised when it sank deep into the wood. That it didn't do it more often was the shock. Moving a few more feet towards the back of the house I saw where someone had been here before me and replaced a part of the floor. All the new black iron pipes gave me a good idea of why.That and a filthy pile of broken porcelain that had once been a toilet.Edging around this, I kept checking the. Some of us, just never do.My husband was a cheater, even before his buddies got him a hooker for his bachelor party. I pretended not to know, because Jim was rich, and I didn't have to work.What's more, Jim didn't WANT me to work, preferring the old established lifestyle that his even richer father enjoyed.But with the assorted mailmen, plumbers, maytag repairmen, cops, and dozens of other potential partners, I never had the urge to cheat on Jim, not even for revenge!We had a baby, right away,. Chills formed on my arms and I had to hide the sly smile that formed. She slammed a drawer shut, bringing me out of my dirty thoughts. "I swear I'm the only manager that knows how to fucking organize in this shit hole" she sighed, motioning to the messy desk. "You're the only one that can do a lot of things right around here" I groaned, moving to pull a huge stack of papers under a folder. "Thanks, what would I do without you" she smiled up at me, my heart racing. "Now, let's think of a way.