FINE?!"OK, clearly that was the wrong thing to say."Lexi, don't be like that," I said. "You look amazing and you know it.Now, are you going to drop me... off at the mall then go impress whoeveryou're meeting for lunch with that stunning outfit, or are we going tostand here and be bitchy to each other all afternoon?" How'd you know I was meeting someone?" she asked."It's a big sister's job to know," I said, before pulling the car keysout of my purse and tossing them to her. And in that instant, all. He knows I like my bum being stroked, it turns meon. I even like it when a man pushes his finger through the resistanceand penetrates me. Before you all ask, yes, I have been known to let afew lucky cocks fuck me in there as well.I wanted to let him make me cum, I didn't want him to stop, but I knewwhere I wanted this to go and I mustn't lose control."Will you shave me, I want to be as smooth as a baby’s bottom, will youdo it for me?" He didn't even answer, just took the foam and razor I'dleft. This was to be the second mistake of my afternoon, but there were several more to follow in that afternoon from hell.Parking my car haphazardly on the street, I rushed around the strange car in my driveway, and hastily rushed up the stairs to use the bathroom attached to our master bedroom. Running halfway into my bedroom, I was stopped short with the sight of my wife riding cowgirl over a rather large man. It was rather ironic that when she told me “it’s something completely outside of us” he. Despite staying after hours, and doing my best, my work seemed to be inadequate. The attorney that checked my work, often looked at me with disappointment. Right before the deadline, my supervisor would redo the work and ultimately file documents that looked nothing like the ones I drafted. Worse yet, I had to sit during meetings, while my supervisor gave his report to all the attorneys on how I was doing. I felt like an incompetent fool. If I had an option, I would have quit. But I was stuck.