No electrified as Ashley now with total command of the situation for the first time in her life, takes the divorce papers from his almost helpless ha...nd! Picks up a pen on the phone stand in the hallway and signs it in the two required places. She then puts the papers in the envelope and hands it back to him! Saying, “Ex! Wife”!.. At about the same time a new black Lincoln Town Car Limousine with a chauffeur comes to a halt in front of her apartment! David has gotten out and has walked up. “Have you seen his basket?”“His what?” She looked at me quizzically. “His basket. His… you know…” I cupped the crotch of my jeans as if there were a bulge there. “Oh Jesus, Lizzie, is that all you think about?!” Sarah laughed. “There’s more to life than sex. He’s a 35-year-old telemarketer, sweetie… I don’t exactly call that a catch. Besides… he’s not my type,” she repeated, fishing her purse out from under her desk and slipping her shoes on. “Hey,” she paused, looking at me, considering.. I sigh, pour myself another glass of wine and take a large swallow. Sod the mess, I am not clearing up tonight, I am too pissed off, it can wait till morning.I walk into the bedroom and kick off my heels, oh that feels better. Bastard heels! I only wear them because you love 'em, they cripple me! I put my glass on the bedside table and lie back, closing my eyes ... hell, where the fuck are you? I was on a promise tonight! Pushing myself up I walk over to the full length mirror. Hmmm, not bad. He slightly turned his head and smiled at me. I gavehim a nervous smile back and my eyes instinctively traveled down towardshis cock.His silk shirt was unbuttoned to his navel and I had a good view of hiswaxed, smooth, tanned chest. As my eyes dropped lower suddenly I felt myjaw dropping. His cock was even bigger than I remembered. As I stared atit, it went through my mind that he might have pumped it up with avacuum pump before he came to the washroom. Well, he was holding athick, veined, 11.