Joan quietly said in my ear, "You need to let her go, I can see that she is hurting you if you stay together. She won't stop being their whore."She th...n rubbed her hand over my boxers and felt my hard cock. She said, "I know it makes you hard to see your wife being fucked. My boyfriend likes to watch me being fucked, he really gets turned on.”She then said, “You had talked together and if it was just one or two men, then you would probably be willing to discuss the situation and forgive her for. Resha had been hurt deeply so she could not trust anybody yet, but I was starting to get through and would get there eventually. For now, I would say she was still too damaged to love anybody but her child. But I had her thinking about love. Making things better for the child was my path to her heart. I had to prove her life was better with me, and we were on the way there. Sam helped open her heart. Because she was a whore her body was mine now, to use or give to anybody, and she would thank. I looked around and saw that she was sitting in the hallway, where she had a good view of my office door. I gathered myself together and collected my thoughts. I knew I had to play it really cool. "I thought we'd discussed the fact that we weren't going to see each other... I'm sorry, Nina, but there's nothing more I can do for you." I know, sir" then a long pause. A look down at the floor. Then, very quietly, "but what if I've changed my mind?" About what we talked about last night?"Again,. I even assisted her with putting one of the roller blade on. As she tried on a few more roller blades, I started working on her. I complimented her on her beautiful blue eyes. She blushed a little and thanked me. I told her if she wasn't married I would have been all over her. She looked at me and smiled. She told me she was old enough to be my mother. I told her that she was beautiful and that she was not that much older than me. She then asked me a question about her husband and was wondering.