She hid a second cellphone. The sheets were changed more often. Her wardrobe grew. Sex became more frequent, while love-making declined.Joan sold real...estate, but her schedule was much the same as mine. Nothing changed. I began to find ways to watch the house during the day. I passed by when I ran errands. I stopped using the phone, and began to make my local sales calls and follow-ups in person, driving by. Ironically, my business grew while my life diminished. Checking the house became. So I waited and went in the bathroom right after she had her bath.. I found her panties in the laundry basket in the bathroom. I took 2 ,1 was pink the other was white. The pink one was the freshest , I put it to my nose and my cock got rock hard. I wrapped the white one around my cock and rubbed it til I shot my load on it . Back then our bathroom was by the kitchen and we had a pantry that extended into the bathroom. There was a nail on the wall for hanging clothes , I knocked the nail out. We cant afford to eat out every night.”“Can we claim it as a business expense?”“No.”They went to a Denny’s restaurant that was near the last office they cleaned. It wasn’t a ‘five star’ place to eat; but it was clean, the food was decent, and it was close by and convenient. They accepted that they were going to be eating there quite often. They were going to have to explore the menu to find what they liked.After ordering their meal, Tim said, “We’ve got work for two hours a day at five days a. And she's treating you like shit. You don't deserve it." Thanks for that." Well, you don't. Anyhow, sorry to be the one to tell you, but you're not going to get laid. At least not by Callie." At least not by Callie, huh?" Well, yeah. Some girls around here appreciate you, you know," she said. And then walked right up to me, a little smirk on her face. "Some of us have appreciated you for a while." Mel?" I said, as she stopped right in front of me."I want you, Mitch. I've wanted you for some.