Evenings that week were free to relax and hang around doing nothing. Pete often disappeared to his hotel room and crashed. He wasn’t much for chit c...hat and hanging out at the hotel bar. So as soon as dinner was over, he was gone. Sara tended to be a typical young adult, wanting to stay up late talking with friends online through chatrooms, watching tv, and surfing Facebook. On our last night in Columbus, I took the team to a nicer restaurant to close out the trip. It’s somewhat traditional for. Twas a steamy Saturday. And it felt really, really good. I would've considered it a perfect day if only we were a couple; if it weren't for the wedding ring on his finger. Earth to Jess. As I hurried off to work, my phone rang. It was my boss."Meet me downtown. I'm introducing you to one of our long-time clients. You will be taking over this account from now on because Hannah is leaving," said my boss. Perfect. More work means less time to think about Peter or to hang out with him. I'd be. I had justfinished a long day attending a boring seminar on marketing mantras, andall I was looking for was a drink.I spotted her as soon as I entered the bar. She looked striking. A tallblonde with a red sleeveless blouse, a leather skirt and stilettos to diefor. She was nursing a martini and seemingly checking out the men at thebar and then her eyes met mine and I felt a tightness in my chest.She smiled. A tiny, hint of a smile. And then she slowly, seductively,took the olive out of the. ..LOVE, to suck cock" *it must run in the family* "It does" huh, shit did i say that out loud. "who do you think taught that precious wife of your's to give head mr. Little old me." Now my fantasies went wild and my dick was getting stiff.Tiff must have noticed because her evil side was coming out, she was noticebly drunk and her walls were down, she leaned towards me and as she began to caress my inner thigh she whispered into my ear, do you want to hear my naughtiest secret of how my love for.