"She said this as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I was baffled."Your pump?" Yeah for my side hustle," she said as she took out a knife... and cutting board to slice the vegetables.I nudged her aside and took the knife to chop them for her. I didn't think her blood alcohol level and knives went well together."Anna," I said exasperated. "I have no idea what you're talking about."She giggled. "How have we not had this conversation?" I have no idea." I sell my milk online."I set the. I'm pretty sure I could interest him. I could get him off no trouble if I really decided to go for it.Being back in my store was a good feeling. The conditions were shit, having to be an employee of my ex, but being back was hard to describe it was so good.My first day back was Sunday, and all I did was move around, observe, say hello to old friends that used to work for me, and accept a whole lot of sincere welcome backs—a few even from old time customers. Did I say I felt good!I was heading. “UNNNGHHH!!!!” was all that came out as he stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders to tilt her ceiling facing pussy slightly forward, and then thrust his rock-hard cock inside her with a grunt. She began to scream in pleasure once again as he thrust hard into her bent little body - the sensation (now that she was more clearly aware of it) of her feet being behind her adding a bizarre and exciting element to the situation.As he thrust into her, and she built towards her first orgasm, he pulled. I know it was my own mess to clean up. The children blamed themselves first, which was the hardest. Then they blamed me outright. I was not prepared for anger, tears, screaming, then silence. My youngest a preschooler, did not get it right away. Which means I'll have to have some version of this conversation again and again.I do not know how my husband did it, but he did not bad-mouth me to the kids. I hope he never does. I know what I did to my ex in the marriage but I want my kids to love me..