I had cleared up the mess, bought and fitted a new hose and then, would you believe, got told it was my fault.Well, I had bought the washing machine i... the first place. At least I got a cup of coffee out of it and a sit at the kitchen table in what once had been my home, before being declared once again a persona non gratis and given peremptory thanks and sent on my way. She had things to do, she told me – like the delayed washing. Now, on this occasion, the outside security light I had put up. He’d be a good catch for this Ginny person, whoever she was. I pretended I knew who he was talking about, not wanting him to know I’d forgotten her. ‘Why, Brad. How sweet of you. Tell Ginny I said hi, won’t ya? That asshole I married is out drunk somewhere, as usual! I’m so depressed, I don’t know what I’ll do!’ ‘Whoa, I know how to handle depression. Shoot me a text when you get home from this place. We’ll go out dancin’.’ ‘Oh, Brad, that sounds wonderful! John will never even notice I’m. We will look for you around 7:00, I have no idea what we are having, but I'm sure we won't starve to death." Just to keep you out of trouble, buddy, I'll take you up on your offer. Should I bring red or white?" Both, see you at seven."When I arrived back home, Katie was beside herself. She started hurrying around the house, making sure everything was in order and began to put the evening meal together.I was a lot of help; I kept grabbing her ass or tits every time we passed. "Stop it, we have. She pulled her jeans off her ankles and climbed back on the bed."Do you not need to put any pyjamas on?" I asked with a lump in my throat."No" she said. "I usually sleep naked but I've left these on because you're here" she added.My cock was hurting it was that hard, she must've known what she was doing because she decided to push it further."Are you not going to get ready for bed?" She asked."Ye I will do in a minute." I replied, hoping my hard on will go away.I sat there for 5 minutes, still.