And as illogical and impractical as it was, he wanted it too. Andrew didn't answer her in words. There were no words needed at that point. He simply r...emoved the last vestige of her clothing, tossing it aside as he eased himself down on her. Elizabeth took his steel-hard cock in her hand, guiding it where she most wanted it, and he slid easily into her. "Ohmygod! Ohmygod!" Elizabeth moaned loudly as she felt him enter her private world. He pressed deeper, exploring this new territory as his cock. See you in an hour at the house.”“Bret, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Revenge? That doesn’t sound much like you. At least not the Bret I know”“Mandy, it’s a long story. I’m not going to lie to you. I respect you too much to do that. Yes, that is my plan. Not to change the subject but, umm, you look beautiful in just a towel. ““Oh my gosh. I got distracted when I heard you say revenge. I didn’t realize I hadn’t finished getting dressed. I wanted to ask you a question. I am such a ditz. She replied it was in her office.I requested that she go and retrieve it as there was something we needed to look up.She said that she was very familiar with what is in it and could answer any question I had.I looked in her eyes and said, ok on page 34 under dress code, can you tell me exactly what it says.I noticed panic on her face as I smiled.Do you want me to quote it for you or do you really know what it says?She remained silent in thought. She then replied that it doesn’t apply to. I knew better than to interrupt, and was thankful, at least, that there were no reeking flowers involved. As she continued, though, pausing only to turn the pages, her voice seemed to be a living thing; wrapping itself around me, holding me, seeping through my skin and into every part of my body. Something was definitely happening to me. Something wonderful. Something overwhelming.I don't think I fell asleep. Perhaps I fainted. All I know is that after some indeterminable amount of time, I.