Dave was forced to retire from the military (Section 8) as a hero. Dave swore no one would ever tell him what to do again. If anyone tried, he was goi...ng to do just the opposite. Along with the property Dave had inherited enough money to see him through for a very long time. Two days after the magic letter as Dave called it, a bulldozer & backhoe arrived to level the place where Dave placed a brand new double wide mobile home, burnt orange color with turquoise trim. This caused the developers to. I noticed the guy's disappointment when he came up and joined his buddy a couple stools down from mine. Their conversation was easy to overhear."Struck out, huh?" the guy at the bar asked his buddy."She's married," Mr. Disappointed said with a shrug."So? When has that ever stopped you before?" his buddy grinned."I've been flirting with her all night, and she's been flirting back, but she just told me that she won't cheat on her hubby," Mr. D responded."And? So is it my turn now?" Mr. Optimistic. While I had Thursdays and Saturdays off Carol was home on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. So Wednesday nights became our official “sex” night. We would begin with touches and whispers while we prepared supper. “I need to cum baby, I need to cum bad” she would whisper while dishing out the evening meal. “I want to suck on your fat little clit and make you cum on my face” I would answer gathering up the dishes. We spoke low so the k**s couldn’t hear although they might have seen their mom. The string of the petticoat was also badly jammed due to dampness. The petticoat was of a thicker material but not strong enough for me to tear apart which I did effortlessly with my powerful hands. There in front of me was her pussy protruding thru the silver color frilled satin panty. She acted shy as she stood in just the bra and panty. I frankly asked her if she used to feel so shy while fucking Niraj. She giggled and blushed in shame. Without wasting any more time I grabbed her in my arms.