So what did you slip on? Or how did you slip?” They stare at me with a curious expression.The thing is ... I don’t really know what had happened. ...I glance to the sink ... Then to my hands. I feel like I want to remember something ... Even though I have no clue what it is that I want to remember.“I’m not sure, maybe clumsy feet?” I sort of laugh off.I notice they’re beginning to look closely at me. Unsure why, but it’s making me uncomfortable. I smile briefly, trying to look sincere.“Again .... Tommy noticed, and he encouraged it again. Of course he would. He was using me to cement an important business contact, and it turned him on no end to be reminded that Stan had got into his wife's pussy, even though he thought it was only with fingers.At one point, Stan steered me into an office that was empty and dark, and he was all over me. I resisted a little, but I didn't want to make a fuss. Any scene here would be a disaster. At the casino, Stan and I were anonymous. Here, I'm the wife. I greeted her with a handshake. She was in the late 30s and wasn’t that appealing in her attire. She just had a tank top and night pant on, but she looked pretty. My eyes were constantly moving towards Hema rather than looking at Tulsi. We 3 discussed what needs to done and how the rates will be for construction.The discussion continued for about 30 minutes. I tried to touch Hema wherever I got an opportunity. Finally, we were done and Hema asked both of us to head to her home for. "I paused a moment and picked up my drink to take another sip. Jacksmiled and nodded. "Did you like that?" Oh, Jack, I loved it," I gushed, and then realized he was talking aboutthe Grasshopper."It's okay, I made the first one a little strong, but I can..." How many do you normally make for me?" Two." Then that's what I want, and the exact same way as this one, please." Your wish is my command," and he then allowed me to continue."We're both about the same size, so almost everything she has.