?Well , when I could focus again Greg was leaning over me with both his hand on the arm rest of my chair, preventing me from getting up , as if I even... could. He then whispered something incoherent in my ear ,and started kissing my neck , then my chest, but not on my face, or lips thank god!I kept telling myself it was the vodka making me go along with this, but inside I knew that was just an excuse . Greg pulled me to my feet and easily slung me over his shoulder,,, I think I blacked out for. You’re really worried about that long-term. Do you know someone that happened to?”“My aunt. Her husband got bored with her and had an affair with a secretary at work.”“Did they divorce?”“Not after THAT affair; after the next one.”“I don’t know what to say,” I said. “All you can do is really get to know the person and watch for any warning signs.”“Yeah. So have you decided?”“If we do this, what kind of birth control are we going to use?”“I’m on the Pill, but if you don’t trust me, we can use. He’s sat at his desk looking as gorgeous as ever, but it’s obvious from the furrow in his brow that he is speaking to a really awkward client on the phone. She walks over, lifts her skirt high enough to show him the lace top of her stocking and perches on the corner of his desk. He smiles to himself as he catches a glimpse of her shaven pussy. She sees from his eyes that he has spotted her preparation and begins to unbutton her blouse teasing him more by stroking herself, knowing that he is. So even if in the past you made a similar choice, the variables today are different!”Letting them both say their piece, Zax paused further discussions for a minute so they will calm down. Gradually, their strained expression eased up and they seemed to be ready to listen. He took turn to build up the atmosphere, so his next words will sink in instead of being refuted the instant they will be heard. His own expression turned from attentive to assertive and he opened.“Do you both think I’m not.