A couple days after the interviews were over I got called like everybody else. The boss explained Lauren got the job because she had better ideas, she... looked like a supervisor, and, here’s the killer, they needed a woman in the slot. She got my job! I’m not sore. Sure she got my job. She got my pay raise, my extra vacation time, and she got the window office, while I’m still stuck in the hallway. Beyond that nothing’s really changed. They brought in a man to take her desk. Now she’s way down. In and out, in and out. It was so exciting to watch a total stranger, with my wife, his cock in my wife's pussy, my wife making sounds of pleasure that were not being produced by me. Strange as it may seem, I was proud of my wife for being open minded enough to get the pleasure she needs without going behind my back and proud of myself for having the balls to admit I can't give the sex she needs, enjoys and appreciates so much. I don't know how many times she came but she moaned for quite a. The view was breathtaking, craggy mountains surrounding a narrow valley where a stream meandered its way into the distance.She saw the fence and though escape flashed through her mind, she dared not even come close, especially when she caught sight of one of the dogs on the other side which growled and bared its teeth.She felt the sun on her face and for a few seconds was lost in the simple joy of warmth and light. But she knew the taste of the whip and there were other duties to perform. “Why are you sending me away?” Solace cried, even though she knew it was not cool to whine when you were thirteen years old. “We’re not sending you away, Sollie.” Ace replied, holding his daughter’s trembling hand. His was shaking as well. “Your guidance counselor says it’s the best thing for you right now.” Isolinda said as her handkerchief moved ceaselessly across her tear-stained face. “She couldn’t guide a mouse to a piece of cheese. Why can’t I just go to public school?” Solace asked,.