“Judy,” he started, “since we had lunch together that day I just have not been able to get you out of my mind.” I could feel the blood draini...ng from my face. I knew I had some kind of feelings for him too, but it took two to tango and I didn’t think he had any such feelings. He had spoke of his wife and I knew he loved her just as I loved my husband. If he really wanted to go to bed with me I wasn’t sure I had the will power to refuse. Amber’s damn statement about becoming old and gray kept. The next day I had emissaries from all over coming to see me. One was even from Sapor. There was nowhere to talk in private so we talked as if there were thousands of ears around us. There were that many at least and word went up the line like a telegraph of what was seen and heard.I found that the emissary came in a ship and I enquired, "Would you take me onto the sea for a few hours. I like the feel of the waves." I would love to. When would you like to go?"The man did not seem to be that. I could tell she wanted to do this for her BF, while I was not physically attracted to him, I was so fucking horny, and drunk, I said sure, so I walked over gave her a long kiss, and than started stroking his cock, it was so hard, decent size probably 7 inches, and fairly thick. She went over and started kissing him' he was moaning and groaning, I could tell he was getting close to cumming, I reached up and grabbed her hand and she left him and came down to help me stroke, it was kind of. And worried. What wouldn't do? But beforehe could ask, she was speaking again."I'm afraid that dress you're wearing isn't going to be acceptabletoday."Chad looked down at his dress. His apron seemed to be perfect... maybenot so perfectly pressed anymore, but he had been working in it for awhile now. What did she expect? He could only look up at herquestioningly. Was she going to punish him for something he knewnothing about? He would have asked, but she turned abruptly around andwas.