"You're going to wear these ALL DAY," she told me, and kissed me on the cheek. "And you are NOT going to jerk off once."All day at the factory, not o...ly did I have my wife's thong stretched up my ass crack, I could smell us through my clothes. I walked around all day with a chubby, and on more than one occasion when I was around some of the young, half naked twenty-somethings that work there, I though I was going to have to go to the bathroom and rub one off, despite my wife's command.But I. She squatted in front of me and just looked at me. She placed her hands on my knees. I finally looked down at her. Her blue eyes were filled with tears and she had a streak in her makeup that the tears had washed away. “Albert, I am so sorry that you had to go through all that. I am sorry that I asked you to relive it,” she stood and stepped closer and pulled my head into her stomach. Her fingers slowly stroked my hair. She smelled amazing. If I had not been on a pity party, I am sure I would. .I just swallowed your...your...”“My?” Kevin said, expectantly.“Your piss,” muttered Margo. “I swallowed your piss...”“That's right,” Kevin laughed. “You know what kind of people do that?”“N...no?”“Whores, Mrs. Brooks. Whores do that,” he laughed, as Margo began to cry even louder.Kevin, finished with his filthy deed, walked toward the shower-head and turned the water on. He took it in hand and aimed the hose at Margo, rinsing his urine from her body. She tried to shield herself, but Kevin. There is a lot that I’d endure to keep food on our table and a roof over our head.”“I’m sure Jerome is counting on that.”“Do you have any better ideas?”“I can go on unemployment, sell our car, clip coupons; we can figure out a way.”“Can you guarantee me that Lori and I won’t go hungry or end up homeless?”“No, it would depend on how long it took me to find a new job.”“Then I need to talk to Jerome. It sounds like he is capable of guaranteeing me something.”That stung, but I am sure that it was.