I still expect you to respect me, because I pay you. But please be yourself and please do not be intimidated. If I ask you to do something, know that ... appreciate it.”“Okay, that can work.”“Now here’s the deal, Laken. I know nothing about you other than the feeling I am getting from you in this moment. Which isn’t much, but it’s telling me to give you a chance at this job, if you want it. You seem competent.”“Yes, ma’am.”Corinne raises her eyebrows at my response. “Laken, I strongly believe in. This was the first Saturday that we were both off at the same time.Sitting at the kitchen table, we sipped our coffees. We’d both been out the night before, but on different circuits: I liked hard blues, she liked country. Obviously, we went to different clubs.Still rolling hard with our hangovers, neither of us felt much like talking. Bleary-eyed, I looked at Beth. She looked back at me, pretty much feeling the same way. We blathered on, making morning-speak, talking about everything and. " How could things be good between us with you out fucking someone else?" At least she had the good grace to look guilty and sad at this point."I'm sorry about this Rich, really sorry. I wish things had been different. I have to do what is best for the children and me." What is this assholes name?" I asked, my anger growing."I'm not going to tell you that. It would only cause trouble." So this asshole is making me a cuckold and taking my wife and children from me but you think you are going to. “Yeah,” She repeated. “I’m in one now.”“Yeah?” Maddi perked up before she sighed in commiseration. “Me too.”“I will say one thing,” Ashley leaned her thin arms on the table. “I don’t want it to end. I don’t want to get out of it. I just want it to be less scandalous.”“Who is it?” Maddi asked.Ashley glared. “You first.”Maddi chuckled. “Okay, fair enough. I don’t think I want to be in this relationship. But I feel stuck. I think there’s a lot of futanari that get into these situations.”Ashley.