He had thought it out and he was convinced there was no alternative.It was Henry who brought some clarity to the discussion. "Look, Brent, I want you ...to do something as a personal favor to me. I want you to take a paid leave of absence. It won't be common knowledge and I can't let it go on indefinitely, but whatever comes from this, you still have a wife and family to look after. Give me some time to think too. Give me a chance to look at what options we've got. The last thing I want is to lose. I put my arms round her and tried to reassure her she would be fine. after about 10 minutes of holding her it was decided that as it was late we would retire to bed. as I stood in the hall way I looked at her lean't down and kissed her cheek and said goodnight. To my suprise she said 'I feel so alone can you just hold me in bed'. What could I say, apart from yes. She went into her room and I followed a couple of minutes later, she was in her bed under the duvet I undressed and got in beside her. He told me to stand in front of him and turn around slowly, and he told me what a nice ass I had, and felt it up. My cock started tingling. I sat down next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early '80's) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and white sissies. They weren't trannies or CD's, but they were sissies. As the movie progressed, Walter started squeezing my thigh, and running his hand up and down my inner thigh. It was obvious he wasn't here. "Good morning Colonel" chirped a particularly top heavy Veronica Lake lookalike. "my what big teeth you have grandma" thought David as he smiled and asked to see Mavis.As rgw flurry of looks subsided from his entry, the typists got back to banging hard on their typewriters. Numerous carbon copies meant they really needed to hit those keys hard. The clash and typewriter bells ringing made for quite a noisy atmosphere. The girls all seemed cheerful and chatted above the noise around them.Across.