And Sandy did work, and worked hard. She sketched three completely different treatments, each one she felt was better than the next. The five-hour fli...ht was extremely productive. So much so that when she got home, all she had to do was pull together a collection of fabric samples to show Richard tomorrow. Eric was out, and didn’t get home until after she had eaten dinner. He gave Sandy a quick peck on the cheek and went back to work at the computer. She felt good about her day, about her. ..the way she looked at me. The way she moaned my name. I thought she really did love me.But she was married. She had her family.Tears burned in my eyes as I descended down through the rigging. I moved slow, not having fun on my descent, not taking chances. Why did I have to blurt out that I love her when she was dying? What if she heard me? What if she knew? I knew she was married. Why did I fall in love with her?Because she was amazing. She was silent, and observant. She could track me. She looped a thin gold belt low across the lawyer's hips and fastened it with a clasp that rested just beneath Dani's navel. Then reaching between the lawyer's firm, shapely legs, she brushed the back of her hand against Dani's dripping slit before finding a matching gold chain hanging down from the back and drawing it up tight between Dani's ass cheeks and then laying it between her slick labia before attaching it to the front clasp of the chain belt with a small gold padlock.The blonde lawyer. This would ensure that their plan would not fail, and would be quite a surprise to us. Finally Friday was here. I was very excited and somewhat nervous. I haven't been with a man in quite some time and not to mention, on a date for years. On the drive home, I decided that I should probably masturbate before the date. Insuring that would relieve some tension. With that thought, I stopped for a large drink to start filling my bladder. I love making myself desperate. The sensations it sends.