" True. Yes. But tomorrow we're going to have drinks with the Feingoldsand there is this guy, Phil, in accounting that I've become friendlywith. After... I talk with Mr. Field I'll talk with Phil and if he doesn'trun we'll have him and his wife over for dinner."We walked for a while before Hannah said anything."You are right. I think it's because you are my secret and I'mreluctant to share you. I'll call my friend Sarah and she'll drag whatever guy she's with along and we'll do something." You. "Would you let me past please, I have some where I need to be." She asked politely.The two tramps looked at each other and grinned. "What will you give us if we let you pass?" one of them asked with a little smirk."I have no money; I just spent it on a new outfit." A new outfit you say? Let's have a look then and see what you got."Debbie sighed in defeat and took the top out of the bag. It was a blouse again in snowy white and so fine it was almost transparent."Ooh now that's nice aint it. I decided to investigate further. That led me to the vacant courtyard, all the way in the back behind some trees. I creeped up to their hiding place and peeked through a spot in the shrubs. To my disbelief Mr. H and Mrs. B where making out! I couldnt tear my self away from the image! Did Mrs.B's husband have any idea! Mrs.B's hand slowly crept down Mr. H's chest and stopped right at the spot where there was bulge in his pants where his cock struggled to escape the confines of his beige. She put them behind her back. She smiled up at him, and he nodded solemnly. She leaned forward and put her lips to the bulge in his pants.They both moaned, and Marie felt her sense of power ratchet up another notch. She was submitting to his will--and loving every second of it--but right now she was in charge. She kissed him again, a little harder, right at the very top of the bulge and began working her way down, a kiss at a time, adding a little more pressure and lingering a little longer.