He honestly enjoyed the small talk now because unlike previous years, this year his focus and intent was totally different. This year he would do his ...best to show his gratitude for all the people that helped him. He would win for them. He had not realized just how true that was until Gary Schneider, the reporter, had made those observations about them last night at dinner. He was absolutely correct. He was forever devoted to her.Greg was having fun with the others. He warmed up a bit, then sat. A few minutes later another text…"let's make it 11:00". By this time I had two martinis at Friday's across the street from the hotel and I was non to pleased that she was now two hours late. She apologized in her text and said "I had to feed my k**s and get them into bed, sorry. I just put them to bed downstairs". What? Her k**s were there"?Finally at 11:30 she said, come on up. When she opened the door she was dressed in a very short black skirt, black thigh highs, tall black high heels and a. Thanks.”No rancor, no name-calling, a friendly smile and he turned and walked out.Later that week he moved out of the house into his own apartment. He’d started working right after he graduated and now had the money to set up on his own. My mind was still reeling from our encounter, and wondered if that was just a one-time relief episode for him.But a little over a week later he called me on a Sunday and told me to come over. I really mean “told me”, not “asked me.” That started a more or less. She wanted me. She wanted that heavenly cock she knew was waiting hard and ready to service her. She pushed my torso from her own body and her hand slid down to my groin. She felt the hardness of mine beneath my clothes and I let out a low murmur of pleasure as I began to whisper the words of passion and love that all women so desire to hear. As my finger curled responsively into the wetness arising from her slit, I uttered words of love, of sex and of desire. I called her my seductress, my.