”Within a few moments they the elevator doors closed on them and they began the accent to the 5th floor and Ben mumbled, “Guess I’m a dirty ‘o...l man looking down that lady’s top huh?”Her jade-coloured eyes caught his, then her fingers ran briefly through his thick iron-grey hair saying sweetly, “Not at all; I dare say any man worth his salt dose the same.”“Do you think so Jess?”“Of course! The receptionist enjoys it, I bet!”“What, even from a middle-age man?”Jess eyed him again, Didn’t you. Go ahead and feel it, I've done a ton of buns of steel work out, and it's showing.I was melting into him, when the song ended. He pointed me to the bar, ignoring my hand I put out for him to hold. What the fuck was that about!A few drinks at the bar and soon I had her sipping out of my flask. This "thing" I had going on with her was good, it was nice hanging out with her, and not being stuck with the boys.Soon, a nice slow Spanish song started to play."Ohh I love that one," she said as she. Shit, and I really mean shit. This is fucking great. It’s all the proof he’ll fucking need. There is not a judge in the world that wouldn’t grant the fucking divorce now.”Both continued laughing. As Leigh started to walk to the bathroom, Melissa stopped her.“Now Leigh, wait just a minute. You’re the fucking whore bride at this divorce ceremony and I’m the fucking bitch maid of honor here today. Please allow me the privilege of wiping your whore ass and cleaning all the shit out.”Leigh acted so. “Uuuuh, fuck yeah, that's it right there, uhhh.” Her body bucked as she came, the dildo almost coming out of me as she writhed under me. I slowed, leaning forward to kiss her, my hands on her tits, feeling her heart beating fast underneath. “You okay?” I asked her. She nodded, her breath catching in her throat. “Turn round.” She looked at me. “Turn around. I wanna fuck you from behind. In the ass.” She looked at me, unsure, then nodded again, getting warily to her knees and bending forward,.