It seemed that I spent more time at Sharon's house then I did at my own apartment with my wife, but even so it worked out Kim and I had conflicting ho...rs at our jobs and I did enjoy fixing things.One night Kim and I were sitting down to have dinner together at our apartment for the first time in months. As we ate dinner we talked about each other's day's events, and during the conversation Kim brought up our bills and the cost of the apartment and everything that went with it. I was confused. Robin Howell may have been a selfish bitch, but the way I treated her had given me a reputation as a good guy and this latest incident with Christine had enhanced my image enough that I would not have a problem getting dates. No, that wasn't reason enough. I knew what it was like to be ignored by the opposite sex though, and I wanted to help these two.That evening I explained what was to be expected of them. I told them that their days were about to get a lot longer. I wanted them at my place. Each day there was a list of chores we needed to complete and he told us he would be traveling a lot but was depending on us boys to run his farm and keep his operation as productive as it was or more so. Then Chad and I started on our first task of the day which was to feed the animals: horses, cows, roosters, and other livestock on the farm. We had to bring them food, water, clean out their stalls, cages and respective spaces before we could get anything else done and this started now at 5. ” My shirt comes off my shoulders, bra following suit. His breathing picks up when my nipples come out in full, hard and pink. I squeeze them between my fingers, clit stiffening in full attention. ”Showing off a slutty body like that to all those commuters...bad girl, getting all those men hard.” He leans back enough to get his belt off and jeans unzipped. ”Making hard-working guys go home like this, shouldn't you take some responsibility?” He grabs on his shaft firmly and my knees start.