The wind blew her long hair around as she walked toward the front door. She was dressed professionally as always, with her appearance well kept in a w...arm outfit. It looked as if she was dressed for work.She smiled when she saw me through the window and we both waved at each other. When I opened the door for her, we gave each other a warm embrace."It's nice to see you," Lynn said while we hugged."You too."She ended the hug, "Come on, let's go inside. It's freezing out here."I closed the door. It was all good-humored, but the wine seemed to be affecting her most and she was rapidly becoming giggly and amorous.The mousse cleared off my plate, she used the napkin to wipe the corners of my mouth and lips in a very suggestive way. Happy that my lips were now clean, she gave me a soft kiss and then turned to Sue.“Mrs. Jones, I know earlier you said I could only borrow your husband Tuesdays and Fridays, but as a special ‘welcome back to New York’ favor, do you think I could have a freebie. “I know this the wrong time to ask but what is going to happen to the personal staff? We are not protected like other government workers - we worked for the President and not an agency. I am a single mom,” she said.“All the staff stays on and you can still be the President’s personal secretary - to me. I need people that know their jobs and what I should be doing and when. I can be very hard nosed, stubborn and difficult to work with, I have been told,” I said.We had an thirty minutes before. ...and maybe help you get through work a little easier." I don't need reminding....you left enough of your cum in me to remind me well enough." Whatever....it's been a long time since then and you need something a little more constant. I can't get down here very often when you're free. Assume the position Fuckslut....we don't have a LOT of time."You stand up and move to the back seat, as you kneel down on the seat you drop your pants showing me how wet your pussy is and as you bend over you.