That happens to people. That doesn’t mean we get a divorce. Hey, you’ve gotten drunk at parties, too, you know.” He laid a hand lightly on her s...oulder.She whirled to face her husband, knocking his hand away. “You son of a bitch! Do you think I care about the party? Jesus Christ, you asshole! What about Mistress Domina, huh? What about her? You bastard!”The blood drained from her husband’s face as his jaw dropped open. “Wha ... wha ... what?”“You bastard! For two years you haven’t touched me,. Do you know what it is?" Where are you going till Tuesday?," I asked, sipping from the hot coffee cup."Mr. Knight, -- Walter, to you, -- is taking me with him to look at some property. They are building another store," she said sharply, and then stuck her tongue out at me."You mean the bag boy?" I asked, "That young guy?" He just looks young, he is months older than me," she replied, the tongue coming out again, "And he is not a bag boy, his father owns the beer barn, and six more like it. He. I turned around and slowly bent over pushing the flimsy garment to my ankles, exposing my asshole and pussy in their direction. To exaggerate the view I spread my legs farther apart causing the folds of my pussy to open. I could tell I was moist with excitement. The spot on my panties confirmed that fact. I never thought I would be dancing nude in front of a group of men. Bill was obviously very turned on. I returned my attention to LD's cock. It was still lying on his belly. However, it was. .. I mean you don't notice that I'm a woman or comment the way I look." I don't think it would be appropriate for me, as your employer to make comments of such a personal nature. You are a very nice looking young lady that is clearly evident." Thank you sir but it makes me sad the way you live alone like this all your life. People need company; you know, loving company." You shouldn't worry about things like that Cassandra. I am self-sufficient and have everything I need; an excellent.