I planned to rub it in her face, to taunt her. I ran downstairs to show her my acceptance letter. She read it carefully and got an odd look on her fac.... I could swear that her eyes teared up and she let out this breathy, pathetic little gasp."John... are you going to accept? Will you be leaving me, moving thousands of miles away from our home? Have you thought about how alone you will be? We have had our ups and downs especially in the last two years - but do you really want to be completely. As I walk through the door, my bag falls to the floor with a thud, as if oblivious to the delicate computer hardware inside. I remove my phone from my pocket, place it on the counter, grab a cup, fill it with ice, and mull vodka or whiskey. Drinking in general, especially alone, had become uncommon. But at the rate the week was going and the day in particular, the quickest path to physical relaxation and mental distracted was an absolute requirement. Vodka is the choice, pouring a generous. I should have stood up and tried to hit him. But I really could not do it. And not only because he was on his head lower and twice as easy.I just could not, I strained, what to say.Meanwhile, while all my thoughts were flying in my head, he put me on the ground and pulled my panties down. So I stood there completely naked.- Oh, look, and the whore wound up - he pointed somewhere down with his finger.Then I myself just saw that my cock is standing like a sturdy tin soldier. Why did it happen?!. Since Brenda was working at the paving company, away from the people that knew Peggy and me well, it wasn't too hard to hide our unorthodox relationship. I'm sure that some of the employees, at both companies, wondered what was going on but nobody said anything. When any of the other women in Brenda's office asked her about it, she told them that she wasn't going to let her husband come into the office and be hit on by them. Peggy decided to let it be known around the office that we had.