" Then I look at you and ask, “What was your name again ma’am”. They get off the elevator and as the door begins to close I say, “I think I sh...ould know if I’m going to fuck you on this elevator.” The women gasp and look back quickly at us, but it is too late to see their expression as the door slides shut and the elevator starts to move. You grab me head, kiss me deeply and start to undo my pants. Pulling my hard cock out you gasp in surprise then quickly kneel and put your lips around it. You. " I really meant every word."So the way to make you feel attractive is for you to get fucked ... I mean bored by some other men huh?" he asked. "Well you'll end up just like your friend Wanda. And there will be a divorce, because I will not live with a slut. I never intended to take you back after the separation, I only..." My eyes got as big as saucers when I heard what he'd said. What did he mean just like Wanda? And he'd only agreed to the separation so he could have the divorce without. Seraina shook her head as she warmed her hands on the hot mug of tea. “I don’t know what Sheila will do. She’s in a box when it comes to you.”I didn’t like the image she was painting; one person’s box could become another person’s coffin. “What kinda box are we talking about?” I pressed Seraina for details.“Sheila feels like she’s stuck with you. She can’t send you away without jeopardizing our location. You know too much. She can’t keep you as a prisoner, that’s not who we are, and she’s not. She smiles and thanks me profusely. She fills the cart up with her groceries and heads to her car, a little Nissan Sentra. I pay for my items and walk to my truck, two spots down from her space. I notice she is in a walking cast. She thanks me once again, as I am climbing in the truck she is bent over, trying to get her groceries in the trunk. I climb out of the truck and walk over and say, hey, do you need help with those, she looks up, flushed form the heat and says why yes, that would be.