Forgetting my pain I rushed to the inert body, but the back of her head was missing and a neat hole in her forehead. The bastard had shot Umra, knowin... she was the slave of Simon's, or was it I had told Michelle she was a free woman. The one person I had to see was Michelle, for she was too involved in this to be innocent.I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my cheek. Why did she follow me, for that is the only explanation why she was out here? I should have put a lock on the door to the. And he, was my unknowing victim. throwing my best smile at him, i stood up and offered my hand. 'welcome, your are Ian, i'm assuming." he smiled back at me and asseted my figure approvingly. "yes, thank you, and you are? " slowly taking my hand out of his, i leaned on the corner of my desk and crossed my arms under my breasts. watching his eyes follow my movements. "I'm Mandy. let me show you into the conference room" i started towards the room that i knew would not be. Loving the feeling of him sliding along the insides of my thighs. Moaning and loving the feel of him sliding so deeply in and out of me. Moving my hips so his big cock angles into my prostrate with each stroke I feel myself getting closer. my man clit is soft but oozing like crazy. I guide him further back so no each stroke pops out of my man pussy then back in and slides all the way in bouncing over my prostrate with each stroke. Glad the windows are shut of my neighbors would here me. Luckily sanity barged into my room in the form of the chamber maid. I grabbed my jacket and sunglasses went for a long walk. As I walked, I thought about the call I had almost made. I was going to ask Susan to forgive me? What the hell was the matter with me? I caught myself saying, half out loud, "I have to stay with my plan." What ever was going to happen now was up to Susan. I couldn't go back to her and continue in our marriage unless Susan made some changes. I strengthened my resolve and.