It’s true, I have known her for basically all my life, and I have defended her. I don’t know why I’d leave her. ‘I promise, Erin. I’ll alway...s be in your life no matter what.’ ‘Even if you get married?’ She asked slyly. My answer would be very important. ‘Get married? Why would I do that? I’ve already got a great cook, someone to talk to, and we already live together. I’d say it doesn’t get any more married than that!’ I said, half way joking. It was true, though, now that I thought of it. She. He was, I guessed, in his early forties, dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase. I thought he must be a rep, or something like that. The doors closed and the lift began to move upwards. I glanced across at the girls and noticed the tension had disappeared from their eyes and they too were pushing off their shoes. I smiled as we made eye contact and raised my left hand to the zip of my coat. Slowly, I eased the zip lower and lower. The lights above the lift door pinged, from G to 1. Ten more. What is to chance? You are driving me to my new home in Phoenix and I am never going back to Indianapolis, so your wife won't find out about anything from me.It isn't you I am worried about.Forget about Charlie. He is either drunk in some bar, getting his rocks off with a hooker or up in the room watching cheap porn.It is not that simple.Yes, it is. To which she diligently started rubbing my crotch with her slender foot, ignoring my jerking hips. Yum, nice and hard. I love that particular. Mandy clearly liked this for she let out her first moan and placed her hands on the back of my head, running them through my hair, pressing me this time against herself.“Mmm! Ahhh!” She repeated when not breathing hard. By this point my head was bobbing up and down on her elongated mound just like I would a cock. I employed the same fuck tricks I would have with a cock and throughout it all I kept my eyes firmly planted on her face. Sweat graced her brows. Her eyes were closed, no screwed.