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 ...y local sales calls and follow-ups in person, driving by. Ironically, my business grew while my life diminished. Checking the house became routine, but then, one day, it was there: the strange car in the driveway.I know the are flings, mistakes, momentary lapses in judgement that can be overcome. But there is also the real deal. I would see.. ’ ‘What…what kind of things?’ she looked into his blue eyes, lost. Her mind was reeling. He is attracted to me, and he can’t resist anymore? Her heart was racing. ‘I don’t even want to say. You would hate me, and lose respect for me. The way I treat women. You deserve better. I can’t make my relationships work. It’s quite lonely. I can only find sexual gratification with a slut or a whore, and you are one of the sweetest, kindest girls I have ever met. My desires for you could never be. This was the straight fuck I was used to, but because of his earlier pop it lasted for a good 40 minutes. I know this chick was a pro, and pros generally don't cum, but it was obvious to me she had a terrific orgasm at least three times. As my husband fucked away I drained the batteries on my vibe. I thought I would be angry,but I was honesty turned on. As he came I popped an O so hard I immediately thought I might wake the k**s, but the office is in the basement and the bedrooms are on the. As the wind picked up so did the snow, I'd seen snow before, but nothing like this, it was wet and kinda stung when it hit you. Windows coated quickly and even on the roads it caused vehicles to slide like a penguin on ice. The town isn't very big, and the only gas station we could find open was near the Interstate as we pulled in I could see several vehicles clustered around the attached diner/convenience store. The roads had deteriorated in the few minutes it took to get across town so.