Maybe it’s not that, but it’s still on you.”“Why?”“Because, at Nigella’s funeral, she really needed to talk to you. But instead you got ...o fucked up, you couldn’t talk.”“It was Nige’s funeral.”“So? Did she ask you to stay sober?”“I said I’d need a couple, but yeah.”“And when a couple became a dozen? And with lines of coke on top?”“She got pissed with every shot. Wanted to pull me out of there. Told me she needed to talk to me.”“She told you she needed you.”“It was Nige’s fucking wake.”“And you. Karen went wild, gripped my head, and shoved her pussy forward, nearly toppling me backwards.Thinking that I had to do something before she suffocated me, I moved my finger, first out, and then back in. That did it. She released her hold on my head, and I felt her hands slide down my back, all the way to my ass. During her fall, my finger became dislodged from her ass, and her breasts wound up in the center of my back.We were both out of breath. She was wheezing like a beached whale, and I was. To his horror, his eyes hadn't deceived him. It really was Jodie and Dane, stark naked, lying on her bed kissing and caressing each other. They didn't even have a blanket over them, so Craig could see everything."Mmmmmm, honey, yesssss!" Jodie gurgled.Craig turned red with anger and jealousy. How could Jodie do this? And how could she do it to him? They'd just gotten engaged yesterday, and the wedding was next week, so why couldn't she wait for her sexual satisfaction? Was she so insanely horny. My base branch was on the opposite side of the city. She was based at this new branch. But my stars were lucky and after 2-3 months she was transferred to my branch.I got her mobile number from office directory and messaged her – “hi! This is my number. Karan”I was sitting on the opposite side of her desk. The moment she read my messages, she looked at me and smiled. She replied, ” thanks for texting your number.Those days WhatsApp was not yet launched. We exchanged series of SMSes. And I am.