She quickly brought her fingers to her mouth again and spit on it, and then rubbed it over her clit. She could feel how the burning sensation went som...ewhat down again."Syl ... via ... use ... oh god ... some spit." Sofia barely managed to say between moans."Spit?" Sylvia asked, panting."Ooooh yes ... just ... Aaaa ... do it."So, Sylvia did like Sofia had told her and the moment her wet fingers touched her clit, she could feel how it tempered the burning sensation."MMmmmm," Sylvia let out in. They’ll offer you a much better package. You should find out what they are offering, then come back to me.”She did so and Michel was impressed. “They are offering half as much again as you’re getting at present, and better perks,” he commented. “You are in demand.”“It’s tempting,” she said, paused significantly with a wicked grin, then, “but I like it here. So I’m going to turn them down.” She smiled.There were then some hurried conversations with head office, after which Michel called her. It was half way through the evening, every one had swallowed enough to be mellow and Bev was on the dance floor with some guy from the bride's side of the family. I could tell from the way that the man held Bev and the way he moved his hands over her body that what he wanted was to get her out of the building and onto the back seat of his car. Bev had just enough booze in her that she wasn't objecting to the man's roaming hands and I began to wonder if he could get her outside and what would. So she invited him in and told him the phone was in the den. She went back to the kitchen to continue cooking, doing dishes, etc. After a minute or two, she heard the front door close and assumed the man had left. Too bad, she thought … he was a rather attractive stud muffin, and she had not had a date in several months. Oh well … While at the sink with her back turned, suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and pressed something into her mouth that had strong vapors. She gasped in.