He was so good in that, he almost ate me while smooching.After a couple of more minute of smooching, he removed my pallu and started to kiss near my n...eck area and above my blouse. His both hands were now above my blouse, pressing my boobs slowly. I started enjoying now and started to moan slowly. He then turned me around and pinned me to the wall again.I was facing the wall now. He moved my hairs to the side and started kissing my back now. He was so good at this. I was moaning a little harder. Giggling loudly, as only the slightly tipsy can, she ran off to the side of the road, and did it again.I was torn. I could sit there and stare at her long legs, black panties carelessly uncovered, smile almost painted on her face. I could. For hours. Or I could get out of the car and help her. It was readily apparent that she wasn't going to make it into her apartment alone, at least not for some time. I took what I convinced myself was the high moral ground, and got out of the car.Locking it. I thought you were enjoying it. You never hollered “Stop!” “I was over-stimulated with what happened. My emotions took over. I would never have thought that we’d get involved with Mona. What if my wife found out?”“Don’t lay that fucking guilt trip on me you asshole! Who got fucked or sucked on every business trip you took to Toronto or Vancouver. What about the convention here your company hosted fifteen years ago. You hired six strippers and I bet you and your bosses got sucked and fucked that. And never before with her hand in mine as we walked.It was a beautiful clear day, though the streets were still wet from last night’s rain. The Space Needle punctuated the view down Thomas with Puget Sound glistening in the distance and an amazingly clear and crisp view of the Olympic Mountains. I had the feeling this was going to be a good day after all the stress of the week past. One thing for sure was that I had no intentions of going back to EFC this weekend, and probably not Monday.