I had lost my urge to masturbate and so I turned off the shower and stepped out to dry off.At least the robe wasn't a flowery thing, I noticed as I pu... it on and poked my head out the door. Miss Couse was out in the kitchen, and when she saw me out of the bathroom she walked toward me, still wearing her robe."It'll be a while until the clothes are done washing, and then I'll get them dried," Miss Couse said as she herded me in the other direction down the hall. "Give us time to relax." But...". I will be yours all day and all evening but must be home by midnight to sleep with and hold my husband." The man looked down at her and felt a weight settle into his chest. This was to be his mistress, his hot slut wife MILF after he married her. She would run his prostitution and gambling. She was to be his lover, friend and wife and she was saying no to that. She would be another just slut slave whore in his stables of them and then it hit him.Her husband had watched his wife yesterday. Her Kahlúa-colored eyes never left the book in her lap though, as she settled in another position, twisting until her long legs hung over one arm of the chair and her head propped against the other, lolling comfortably to one side as she rested the book on her cleavage. The stupidly cheerful ditty of her ringtone in the soundproofed silence of the empty house made her start. ‘Hey, Kev,’ she answered, carefully dog-earing her place in the book before closing it and laying it on her stomach.. My ‘go coffee bag’ held the metal thermos of coffee and two singe serve plastic insulated cups. I scrupulously washed them before I packed them that very morning. I also slipping into the .357 upside down hanging holster. It wasn’t the best holster for the up coming job, but I still had a few days to pick up a new one.When I arrived at the range, I waited for Mary Beth to arrive before I called the range office to release the gate lock. Once we were inside I relocked the gate, then showed Mary.