He just had me laying down, quietly on this couch in his office. I’ll never forget that couch, it was broken, or so I thought then because it only h...d one arm. It was long and green, a really dark green with light green highlights. ‘How are you feeling now,’ he’d ask me every time I had to go and see him. Even though I hadn’t talked to him for such a long time. Often he’d let me fall asleep in his office, and when I woke up, I’d feel a bit better about things in general. He’d asked me, ‘when I. But, in spite of that, I was savoring the lingering afterglow of the orgasm I'd just had with Jack! My balls ached a little from the intensity of my earlier ejaculations, but it was what I called a 'good ache!' As I drove off, I thought about my unsuspecting wife in California, and part of me experienced a momentary sense of something like sadness, and even perhaps a little bit of guilt(?)...but that soon faded, as it had the last time I'd been to Jack's glory hole; and by the time I picked her. It was such awonderful day. We went to Victoria's Secret first, where I ended up witha lot of cute panty and bra sets. Jackie and I then hit every woman'sclothing store in the mall. I must have tried on a hundred differentoutfits and I was on Cloud 9. I ended up with 7 different skirts, 11blouses and 4 dresses. I got seven different shoes (4 pumps and 3 flats)and I bought some perfume (Princess by Vera Wang). I got a makeover doneat the Clinique counter of Macy's and I got my ears pierced. I. Embarrassed by her reaction, Christine snatched up the papers. "Thanks, Mac, I've..."As she turned to go, her fumbling fingers dropped one of the sheets. She stooped to pick it up at the same time Mac got out of his chair to retrieve it. Their hands touched, his arm brushing against her breast.They froze for a moment."Here -- uh," Mac burbled as he clutched the paper, still half bent over."I've got it, I --" Christine faltered.They both rose, standing with their faces only inches apart, Mac's.