I was divorced two years ago. My husband left me and just had my 30th birthday. I was alone and my work was just just clocking in and out. I also star...ed spending money. Credit cards. Store cards. Cheap loans to buy.. Stuff. Clothes. Shoes. A new kitchen. New Tv. Stuff..One day my boss Mrs Collins called me into her office. She said my work was crap and that things better change in the next couple of weeks. I broke down and told her everything. About feeling bad and about spending all the. No cell phone, no internet, no tv. No electricity. Well, that’s not quite right. I do have a generator and a radio. I had some problems a while back, and Suzy insisted we get something. So, if needs be, I can call the Sheriff in Elk City or the forestry folks. But that’s about it.”“Really? You’re not yanking my chain here? No internet? How about e-mail? Social media? How do you keep in touch with the world?”“why? What is going on that is so important? I’ll tell you what is important to me.. Just nothing scratchy. I remember it was the time polyester was in, so many of the blouses were bright-colored, and some a bit stretchy. I would slip on a blouse (otherwise naked) and button up the buttons. The feel of a silky woman’s blouse on my torso and arms always gave me an instant erection! But then came the better part. I would take the other items and separate them into two roughly equal piles. Then I would make as good a ball-shape as I could, then stuff them up under the bottom of. “Nice to meet you.”“Are you here alone?”“I’m with my wife, but she’s asleep back in the room.”“Would your wife mind if I kissed you, Joe?”I chuckled at her forwardness. “No, she wouldn’t mind.”Her lips were incredibly soft and full, and she was a very talented kisser. While her lips and tongue meshed with mine, her hand snuck below the water and wrapped around my cock. I responded by reaching between her legs and playing with her hairless pussy.“Do you want to go back to our room and share me.