Kristi smiled again. "I'm sorry Mark, that I told you about Joyce. You won't let her know that I gave her away, please!"I snorted. "Other than the fac... that Joyce keeps bragging about how great Roy her husband is in bed while at the table, I really have no opinion. She's not my wife, and I don't know Roy personally. I just hope she realizes what she could lose."Kristi looked somber. "So you're divorced then," she asked me."And have to pay lawyers and meet with the slut again?" I barked. "Nope.. I was involved with a woman who was ar late 40's. I was in the military and was a First Sergeant managing recruiting teams. She stopped in the office for some literature for her so who was interested in possibly joining. Anyway she and I were chatting. I was about 40 then and had 18 years of service. We would talk and she left and said thanks for the info. About a week later she stopped by again and we resumed our conversations and then she made small talk about the ribbons and badges on my. Blanchard walked into the room, looking like she was suppressing a smile.“Kids, I just realized that I forgot to get some things I need for dinner. I’m going to run out to the store. I’ll be back in an hour, and I expect you two to be sitting right here when I get back.”“Yes, Mom,” Kara said.“Yes. Mrs. Blanchard.” I said.She walked out the door and I saw the car pull away through the window. Kara took my hand and led me towards the stairs.“Kara?” I asked, surprised. “Really?”“She didn’t forget. She also complained that all the other forms of birth control were too hard to use.I was stuck; our sex life was safe and clean and went on that way. I was getting more and more unhappy with it. I bought all kinds of rubbers trying to help make me happier with our sex life. I got some with lube and some without. I tried ribbed condoms, real skin condoms. I got some that had stuff in it that said it would help me feel more stimulated. None of these seemed to help. Deb's pussy always seemed kind.