.. Have you... found out anything yet?"He was laughing. "Your artist friend is a specialist, Catherine. As is the entire gallery in question." A speci...al... specialist... Oh... What do you mmmmooohhh, Goddd... W... what do you mean?" Catherine? Are you okay?" Yes... Just... just go on." It was hard, so very hard, but she slowed down the wiggling, wriggling action of her fingers, so she could stay with the conversation."Okay. It's like this: The entire art market has become more and more. ...........Oh! My God!..............It can'tbe!.........................Is it?.......................Areyou.............Dave?" In her shock she dropped the files and I don't even thinkshe heard them clatter to the floor."At home I'm known as Diane, Carol, or at least I have been for the pasttwo weeks. I'm sorry you had to find out this way - I hope the shockwon't spoil our work relationship?" I offered as she looked me up anddown."You............You are a very pretty looking woman, Dave, Err, I. I turned a little more and could see the one wearing crotchless panties another women on her knees working at her pussy. I lowered my legs from Leslie's shoulder's and she went at me in earnest, she moved around so I could reach her bush. As I stared to finger her she could feel me nearing for what must be the sixth time a climax. I could not wait any longer with a thrust upwards of my hips I exploded into her mouth, I could her hear her moans of approval as I filled her mouth with cum and. "So we walked the few blocks to her friend's apartment and when we reached the front door and asked me for another favour "Do you mind helping me up the stairs? The elevator is broken and it may take me all night to get up them." I agreed and walked behind her up the stairs to prevent her from falling back. It was then that I noticed her perfect shaped ass and thought that she might have even shaken it in my face. When we reached the apartment she opened the door and gestured for me to follow.