You start kissing me again, working your hands all over my body, you reach my still wet pussy, rubbing the wetness down towards my ass hole. You gentl...y start to rub your hard cock against my ass, making sure it is well lubed. Ever so gently you start to push inside of me, stopping when you hear me take a deep breath. “Don’t stop” I say, “it feels so much better than I thought it would”. You keep going, getting deeper and deeper inside of me, suddenly I feel you pull out, then back in, and. I'm pacing back and forth, awaiting you anxiously. I finally give up pacing and lay down on the bed, curling up and watch an old episode of Friends, with thoughts of you filling my mind. Yawning softly, I drift off to sleep.You let yourself into our room with your key, surprised that I don't greet you at the door as you had expected. Finding yourself slightly disappointed, you walk into the room to find me asleep on the bed. A smile crosses your lips as you lay your hand in my hair, stroking. He placed the envelope into the safe and he watched me closely as I locked it shut.I was wondering about the purpose of the envelope and that if opened any new envelope could easily be used and he’d never know but nonetheless it seemed like an added layer of protection for him and I wasn’t going to argue.I turned him toward the door and walked him out offering a few words of “we will speak again tomorrow. OK?”.The rest of the afternoon passed without event and I worked busily at my computer.. I ignored the huge slob who had gotten out of his crappy car, and commented to Eliza "God I could use a break, this traffic has me so tense! and I can't relax even enough to join you for a beer!" (by the way, we were in a state where it was legal to drive between the lanes of stalled traffic if you were a motorcyclist.) I noticed the Other Driver, (or seemed to) and asked him "Hey, do you want a cold one though? You could have your girlfriend drive, not like there is much driving going on right.