."Mary nodded. "Nate's reaction threw Stick for a loop; he figured Draper would be just as bad..." The bell rang. "Oh, shit! I have to hit my locker!"... Okay, later!" Tenisha waved, Nora waved back, and the three of them headed in what were essentially three different directions, each in a hurry.Across town, at Andrea's Restaurant, another lunch meeting was getting under way. Rodday arrived punctually, with two lieutenants, to find Armand Wilson already seated. Armand nodded at another table as. She was a curator of a technology museum in Seattle. It was funny – she was into all the little gadgets like Iphones, Ipads, fitbits and all the other things that are traditionally a Man Thing, and I liked classical music and sculpture and opera. We often joked we had bits of our brains switched around, like in that Star Trek Episode (Original Series, natch. I have Been Educated on that by my occasionally nerdy wife, have no fear).We've been married almost twelve years. We'd met at, of all. She responded as her passion was mistaken as her tongue found it way in my mouth. Mine too began to explore her as we kissed like two teens in heat. The magnetism between our bodies allowed open exploration. We intertwined sexually with our clothed bodies next to one another. Soon we lay on the outside padded chaise lounge kissing and fondling one another. My groin pressed against her belt buckle a sensation in memory from my teens dating girls with hip hugging jeans and the hippy belts they. I poured the wine and handed one to Catherine, but she made no move to take it."Your wine, Catherine." Oh," she giggled, "I didn’t notice." Of course she had noticed. "But know what, I liked it when you addressed me as Ma’am. I think you should always do that."Another little game, but I could do that. "Yes, Ma’am. Here’s your wine, Ma’am." No, no," she admonished me, "that’s not how it’s done. A good servant kneels in front of her Mistress and offers her whatever she brings with obeisance. And.