Marie took a deep breath and regained her composure."Look asshole, I will only tell you once. The rumors about me are not true. Those supposed diary e...ntries of mine were stories I had written. Someone stole my tablet where I had saved them and edited the juicy bits to look like diary entries. As for my love life that is none of your fuckin' business. Now can we do this and be mature, or do I need to castrate you so you can focus?"As Marie finished speaking her anger was used up. She reached. The hostess fiddled with her little handheld computer for a second and then said, “If you’ll come with me, I’ll take you to your table.”“Okay,” Dexter said.While leading him into the restaurant, Susan said, “Your waiter today is George.”“George,” Dexter repeated.It appeared that his waiter was actually going to have a name. It sure beat calling out ‘Hey you!’ when he wanted the guys attention.“Our special today is the Tenderfoot Sirloin. It’s a twelve ounce sirloin steak that is between our. She got to her feet, letting the blanket fall to the floor. I wasn't sure what she was doing at first, but then she stripped off what little clothing she had on, and I followed in suit. I repositioned myself on the couch and she laid down on top of me, before passionately kissing me. I couldn't quite believe how fast she was moving on this. The night before she hadn't wanted it, wanted to think with her mind and not her body. "Joshua, I can't stop wanting this. As much as I've tried to think of. Letting my thumb caress the top of your opening while I never look up from my desk. Trying to break your speech while you fill me in on the days plans. You never say a word, or complain in fear of being fired, but secretly enjoying it enough to occasionally show up at work without panties. Hoping that I'll touch you that day. Finally giving into your urges, and straddling me in my chair. Telling me that I'm going to go down on her until you're satisfied or your're going to tell my wife. So,.