I looked at my phone as we are walking to the elevator. It was only 7:30 or so. They kissed some more on the elevator. We got to his room and there we...re a nice chair and a couch and table. He and I sat down. He poured us a glass of wine while she used the restroom. Very nice guy. Thanks for sharing your wife he said. She walked out of the bathroom and came over and sat next to him on the couch. He started to make out with her His hand was inside her top playing with her tits. She reached down. Edwards' needs'.Actually I'm sure it was his daughter that I was supposed to be 'servicing', but that was a different matter that my Admin-Assistant didn't need to hear about. I was pretty sure now that she was one of the gals interviewed by the investigator who thought I was hunky. She had been recently giving me subtle hints at work that she wouldn't mind being serviced by me also. She was pretty but it's a golden rule of mine to never date co-workers, and my brain was still tied up with. The woman crouched down behind me and soon, I felt a couple of her fingers teasing the outside of my labia. I trembled to my very core. "Mmm," the woman purred, lightly touching me. She rolled her fingers over my dripping slit, drenching them in slick honey. "Good," Mistress praised. "Now give her a reason to be good." The woman's long, smooth fingers slid inside me. I gasped, loudly, causing a few women in the room to chuckle. I could sense the collective arousal growing around me. "Alright,. Jim sat in an armchair, facing the couch, a coffee table between us, while Greg sat on the couch with me. We talked for a short while, letting the Scotch work its magic on us, letting the mood take on its own life. Jim made sure that both Greg and I understood that we were free, at any time, to forget that he was even in the room; that we should take it from there.He also made sure that Greg would be comfortable with him joining us in the bedroom or not, Jim hadn't made up his mind about that.