“Keep your hands on the steering wheel,” She would call as I left to take Kari to gymnastics class or else, “I’m going to smell your breath Do..., when you two get home.” It was always some stupid remark.Our own marriage was a sort of unarmed truce by then. She had cheated on me a few times, came back, promised to do better and then went out and cheated again. The waitress where I had lunch every day made office calls for me. I paid her rent and she gave me head every day just before I left the. “I mean, we are waiting for you to fucking streak! All around the park, then you get your clobber back no problem. And, no covering that cock, I want to see you flashing it to everyone ” Her violent tone had returned, the laughing from her gang had turned to threatening sneers. “Now, get out there and start fucking running”I emerged from the bushes, totally naked with the whole park in front of me, the gang were behind me and they settled down on the grass to watch me do my first streak.The. Those young pouty lips engulfing my cock like no other. I called the house around six o'clock. Robert answered. He said he was just heading out the door taking Jaime out to pizza. Perfect. I could go home, shower and get out before they get back. Which is exactly what I did.Not really in the mood for serious drinking, I met some friends at the pub for beers and pool. It was a mellow evening and other than my buddy's girlfriend there wasn't a good looking girl in the place. The night ended early. "Yeah maybe, but a year in the can would be a helluva lot worse," he said. "Jimmy, listen, you gotta put your tail between your legs and beg her to intercede with the guy. If you don't, you'll be saddled with a record, a felony record; you'll lose your licenses," said my friend, my lawyer. "If you hadn't brought that damned tire iron with you..."I gritted my teeth, took a deep breath and nodded. "Set it up, the meeting with her," I said. "Here. I will see her here, in the can. Can you work.