What seemed like a hundred different scenarios raced through my mind, even going as far as what if HE was the stranger on the other side of the thin w...ll. I pulled myself together mentally and dismissed my paranoia. Even in my tunnel vision lust drunken state, I would have know my own husbands cock. I looked up at him and smiled sweetly, genuinely glad to see him. He looked back at me with his cool blue eyes, and gave me the warm loving smile he always did. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he. Out on the street, the undertakers had finished loading up the bodiesand were heading back to wherever it was they were going. No doubt somekind of entrance to the main control complex."Hey!" I screamed, charging up at them. "Wait up!"The two men stopped, and watched as I approached in a wild hurry."Thank God! I've been trying to contact someone for hours! There's beensome kind of terrible mistake!"I was waving my hands at them, trying to catch my breath. One of themsighed as soon as I started. I will not tolerate that kind of incompetence in my office. Do you understand me?"I try to nod but the grip he has on my hair tightens. "Open your dumb mouth. I'm going to shove that stupid back down your throat. You are going to swallow it along with my cum and never let it come back up again."I'm frozen with shock but I can feel the head of his cock push up against my closed lips. When I don't move quickly he yanks my hair hard again and growls "Open." My lips part instinctively. I feel him. "So you see, Ms. Rockwell, I have nowhere to go, and nothing else to dowith my life. While I have several licenses for the sake of conveniencein performing my duties here, I'm not an expert in those fields, and Ilack the business acumen to start my own company. I have no livingfamily, and I've already seen the world. I'm... well, I'm used to beingcounted on. Mr. Simmons relied on me, and that made me feel... not justuseful, but valuable. To be candid, I already have a couple of milliondollars.