"Michael, we need to hurry upand leave. I have to get back to MaryAnn's studio so I can use therestroom." Michael looked at me and responded,..."There's a ladiesroom here. You can use that. I'm enjoying my dinner and prefer notto hurry." "I can't do that!!," I whispered emphatically. "Barbara, just keep on eye on the door to the ladiesroom. When everyone who has gone in comes out, you can have it toyourself. Most women are in the restroom for about two minutes, sojust. Her job pays almost as well as mine with less work so she certainly enjoys it. She also enjoys being able to have the mornings to herself; I just never fully understood how much she enjoyed it until today. At any rate she normally stays on the bed and watches me, as I get ready for work. Today was no different, aside from the fact that she was fingering my juice as it leaked out of her pussy as she watched.I got ready for work like normal, doing my best to avoid the distraction of my sexy wife. One other strange thing, though: It seems he's pulled a lot of cash out of his business in the last few months. Any ideas what that's about?" None. It's a mystery to me. I thought they were just scraping by."A bit later, satisfied that all was well at the office, I called on a local customer, then went home. I felt a bit uneasy, for the first time since we'd moved into the old house, about the kids being there alone.And then I felt angry; that I should be robbed of feeling secure in my own. As we rounded the isle into the refrigerated section I saw a line of people packed in. "Wow, what are they waiting for?" I said confused. "They are here for the milk, watch we just got a delivery now," He said and I realized there might be more to this story than I had thought. As we watched a team of stockers carted the milk in front of the crowd, they didn't even bother to put it in the coolers. In moments it was all gone with some people walking away with cases of the stuff. "What the hell.