"I do my best," William said. It was like she had read his mind.The pair moved to the elevator walking together like one. As he pressed the up button,...William asked, "Are you going to talk math to me?" Of course," Lucy answered with a laugh.Barbara watched the young couple enter the elevator with a sad little smile. She didn't want to think about what they would be doing in a few minutes. She sighed.Ed watched Barbara. Shaking his head, he said, "You wish that he would pay a little more. Bob was trying to think of a way he could die and not make it look like suicide, so the kids would be able to keep everything as well as the insurance. The house was paid for, the RV almost was but insurance would cover that, he had plenty of life insurance (all told, about half a million), plus both retirement funds would go to James and Sally and their children. This added up to close to a million dollars. Several years ago, Bob & Karen had prepaid for their funeral costs so that was taken. Fast forward to now. My mom and stepdad split a year ago and he got a new apartment. We promised each other 2 dinners a month so we could maintain the bond that we had. Being 22 I figured that was a request I could stick to. Most of our dinners were spent with me coming over and then him driving us somewhere for drinks and food and then back to the apartment where I would usually leave and not go back inside. Last night changed all of that. I came over to the apartment and he wasn’t ready yet. It’s the way I would prefer it” he stated.“I’m not sure about h humiliation though” I pondered.“You loved telling that guy his cock was bigger and better than mine and you’ve probably said it on more than one occasion when I’ve been out of earshot” he smiled.I blushed slightly as his words brought back a lot of memories when I had in fact used those very words. My pussy was tingling at the memory and I must admit it did arouse me that I was humiliating my husband’s sexuality.“Are you sure you.