"Was Bernie being honest with him," he thought. "Did he have an ulterior motive for this meeting?" he wondered. His thoughts once again returned to hi...s ex-wife. He tried to examine his feelings. He thought that he had put her out of his mind, but his thoughts kept returning to Denise and the early years of their marriage. He had finally come to the conclusion that he was far from "over" Dee. He knew that he still had feelings for her. He also knew that that would eventually pass. He knew that. I took a breath and sank my mouth over his cock and slid my lips as far down his shaft as I couldand began to bob my head up and down, my lips feeling the bulging veins in his manhood. He puthis hands on the side of my head and began to gently fuck my wet mouth while quietly moaningso as not to wake his wife. Then all of a sudden he stopped and pulled his cock from my lips.Gulping for air I asked "whats wrong" and he replied "I want to fuck your arsehole". I gaspedbut dutifully stood up and. When the clock struck four, I bolted for the door. I drove home, I had to remind myself not to speed . It would not help me have time to get ready if I got stop by a police officer. In my mind , I started a check list of everything I had to do in order to get ready. As I opened the door to my apartment, I reminded myself to breath. You have an hour and a half. Finnegan’s is only ten minutes away. First thing I did was to grab a brand new razor . It might be funny but even though I had no. " "Where you talking all night?" "More or less, something like that. We were playing a game." I see his eyes light up. "Well Ma'am I hope you won." It was like he was toying with me. Did he know something about last night? All his questions were so close to what happened. My stomach starts to burn, and I feel myself getting wet. We drive the rest of the way to work not saying much. I pull into a parking place. Nick is at my door and helps me get my shoes back on. He puts his arm out to escort.