I was boxing up tools and everything else that I wanted to take with me when Krystal opened the door to the garage and told me that dinner was ready. ...I told her I wasn't hungry and kept on with what I was doing. I had already cleaned out my closet and dresser and had everything I planned on taking with me stacked in boxes by the garage door. As soon as I was done in the garage I would load everything up and get the hell out of Dodge. Twenty minutes later Krystal came out into the garage, "What. I parted my brightly colored lips and flicked the head of his cockwith my tongue. His legs squeezed in on me slightly and I heard his hands grasping the chair a little tighter. His precum was slick and I could feel it envelop my tongue. I opened wide and slid my lips over the engorged helmet and I could sense his body tensing. I slid my mouth down his shaft to where my hand had a feeble grasp. He was as thick as a paper towel roll I thought. When I tried to move up his shaft John moved his hips. “The only option I see is that you go and speak directly to with Mrs. Wainwrigh, that would be my advice”“But, I can’t go to see her; you see, that would make my humiliation total, first the husband humiliated me forcing me to have sex in exchange for not losing my job, and now ... oh my god, what now”“That’s all a can do Ms. Eaton, now if you would excuse me I have work to do. I’m sorry, very sorry, believe me” and gently accompanied her to the exit door.Once on the street Margie Eaton was. “I really need to shower off, but I don’t want to get my bandages soaked. Could you remove them, and then reapply new ones when I get out? I shouldn’t be but a couple of minutes. And could I get a new cold pack?”She just smiled, and nodded.Bandages removed, I took a quick shower, and stepped back into the master bedroom, a towel wrapped around my waist to find the woman waiting for me.“Thank you, or arigato,” I offered, taking my seat on the massage chair again. I started the lap top up as she.