”“Wow, an independent woman who knows what she likes and wants. I like that Di.”We cuddled and exchanged soft kisses, and I admitted that if not...for the time crunch we were under, it would have taken around a month for us to get this far. “But you seem really special Aaron, and I want to take this weekend and enjoy it to the maximum. I want both of us to enjoy our time together, and even if this is all we ever have, to be able to look back upon it with fond memories.”“You are special too Di, in. If it hadn't been for the young man sitting directly across the table from me I would have gotten up and walked out of the room. We were paying more attention to one another than the boorish office manager. I'm sure our sly glances and telling smiles didn't go unnoticed by Mr. Oldham or the architects.But when Mr. Reardon referred to me as 'Missy' he got my full attention and I could see that Sammy was visibly upset too.Mister Oldham must have seen my reaction to the "Missy" moniker. He cleared. "Well, it was just a thought. Maybe it wouldn't be smart to do that this soon. Maybe I should go spend time with them learning all I can about ship handling and get better acquainted with what is involved in being a boat owner. Then I can learn more about the land that is in the estate." I quickly backed off and stared into the water.I was finding it hard to follow the attorney's advice and not run off half-cocked in one direction or another, or follow one idle thought or idea."Come on, let's. Jesus, if I was turned onbefore, I was horny as hell now and pretty soon I ejaculated into myjeans. A minute or so after that Matt groaned a little and squirted aload of hot semen on the bottom of the table and all over my hand. Weboth just leaned back in the booth and relaxed for a minute or so beforeI wiped Matt's semen off my hand onto my jeans and he struggled to gethis cock back into his jeans. FUCK, I couldn't believe that I had justgiven another guy a hand job!After a couple of more.