I ask if you’re tired and although you say yes, you’re saying it while roughly rubbing the thigh of my jeans. We move to the bedroom so we’ll h...ve some space the couch doesn’t provide. I kick off my boots and jeans along the trail to the room. We each climb the stairs to the bed and slide in our respective sides and get close in the center. I rarely let you fuck me but we both know without negotiation that it’s happening tonight. I find it hard to strike a balance between keeping you close. “Are you ok?” I asked her “Oh my gosh… I knew this was a bad idea… she leaned forward “that’s my husband and his secretary” she whispered, I had never seen her look scared before and I was shocked to see that, she took a look back and her eyes grew wider again, she sat there paused “I looked back and he was embracing the secretary, reaching below her skirt losing his hand behind her. I pulled her around the table to sit next to me placed my hand around her neck and grabbed a napkin to wipe her. Then they heard the sound in the trunk. The two men exchanged glances, and Matt stopped the car. They both got out and walked to the back, eyeing the trunk carefully, and keeping watch on their surroundings as well. Down was still a ways up the road, and they’d passed the mountain and bridge. The scenery had slowly become all desert. Taking into consideration that they both knew the cities neighboring Aftersun to be of nearly metropolis size, driving into a deserted area was somewhat. That sounds fair, I understand. I can handle that,” I smile. “Wonderful,” says Ivy. “Now that, that is settled. If you go through that door there, someone will assist you on getting started on the medical stuff. We look forward to seeing you again, Charlie. We’ll contact you soon. Thank you for coming in.” The others wish me well, hoping to see me soon. I smile, before exiting the room, in the direction Ivy pointed to. There, in the room, is like a real OBGYN clinic office. I’m rather.