They were seated together on the same side of the table facing the mirror, it was a cozy fit. Their conversation was loud enough to be heard over the ...in of the room, I heard it all. As I sat there I saw his had creep slowly up under Whitney's dress, only token resistance was offered. They had been "swapping spit and tickling tonsils for a long time. The camera on my phone was recording everything. I was stuck in that corner until Whitney got up to use the restroom. They had been talking about. I got a cup and went over to the phone.After I'd made arrangements for Jaz to spend the night with his best friend, I called my husbands secretary at home. She tried to keep up the charade that he was out of town on business. "Well, Honey, just tell him that his oldest son got run over and it doesn't look good. We'll be at Grossmont Hospital if he can get away."There was silence, then a quiet "I'll tell him." I hung up the phone."Everybody ready?" Les nodded and Mrs. Crowly stood up."I'll just. I hope she makes a good impression on him and his...”Mimi exploded in a laugh that she disguised as a coughing fit.“I must have swallowed a fly, “ She said, eyes streaming, after regaining her breath. I had managed to conceal my mirth at Repp’s comment. Georgina Spelfin-Jones would have made more than an impression on Eustace. Like as not she would have flattened the poor fellow on their wedding night. Then the image of Eustace mounting Georgina brought to mind my efforts to reach the saddle on. Meeting each thrust of my fingers with the rising of my hips, my climax starts to build. A rush of moans escapes my lips, and my entire body starts to tense. “Don’t you fucking dare!” you interrupt. Frozen, I lye feeling my orgasm slowly slip away. I blink against the light, and as my eyes refocus, I’m met with the sight of your smirking face. “What? Couldn’t my nasty little slut wait for me?” “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself,” I explain with flushed cheeks. “Yeah, I can see that,”.