Secretly, I took immense satisfaction in the hope that she had since broadened her sexual horizons. "Nice skirt but the way," I blurted out suddenly, ...changing the subject of conversation. "I don't think I've ever seen you wear one before." "Thanks," she countered with a smile. "I've been wearing them a lot lately." "Another welcomed product of your travels abroad?" I asked, growing cockier in my manner of speaking. "However did you guess?" she spoke, her face taking on an expression of mock. She was overseas in London,defending a client against racketeering charges,and had called to tell me that she would be gone for at least another month. To say I was pissed was an understatement. It was bad enough being separated from her for the past two weeks,but to go another month or possibly more?!I wasn't really mad at Her,per say,I was more mad with the whole situation. Especially her Boss,Kevin,the insufferable little prick.He knew this was the busiest time of year for my Doctor's. ‘Well, my little cunny-bunnies’, you said, with a hungry smile, ‘it’s time for a lesson, in a new course that I’m offering just for you both – it means extra study time, of course, both here in the lunchtimes and after school sometimes as well, if you want to take it?’We just couldn’t believe our good fortune – you want to fuck us, and not just now, but regularly? Oh, yeah! – bring it on, bring it on!! We hastened to assure you, quite sincerely, that we would like nothing better, and that all. His cock erupted deep inside her, filling her pussy with his seed. She groaned, holding him close, till she pushed him off and climbed off the bed. “And where do you think you are going?” She smiled at him. “I am going to freshen up and bring those cups of wine we left in the other room.” He nodded his approval as she walked out the door. All she could think was men, so predictable. She went into the bathroom and cleaned herself off. She then went to the next room and picked up the two glasses.