Bobbi arrived back at our table and sat down with this gleam in her eye. She slowly looked around like Curly before a prank, then slipped under the ta...le. In the dimly lit restaurant I don't think anyone noticed. Except Enzo. He won't come back until I call him, but he doesn't have any flies on him either. I felt a hand on my crotch. I don't mean to, but I gently jutted my pelvis towards it and look at Paul. He lookes back with that 'girls will be girls' look and sighs. My pants unzip and my. "What are you doing New Year's?"The question startled her, reminding her of the limited coffee preparing space. She jump and glanced at the speaker."Oh! Sorry." She didn't recognize him. Then again, it was a large agency; she saw a lot of people she didn't know. "The usual, I expect. Dick Clark and bed by 11:30."He laughed. "Me too." He added cream to his cup. "Take care."She watched him move away and then moved on her own, to by the coffee and go back to her office to drink it and get a little. "Would you like to know what your naughty wife has been filling her time with today?" Pam, what's this game you're playing?" Stan asked. "What did you do?" Stan, I sucked and fucked Judge Redding today," Pamela said quietly, waiting to see her husband's response to her lusty experience. "You'd have been proud of me, baby, and I think if you'd been there to watch, it would have made you very jealous and extremely horny." Mmmm, honey, you did what? You fucked the judge? Seriously?" Stan asked.. “Mmm... oh...ye...” Was all he could manage when my nose pressed against his tensing stomach. He gathered my hair and held it with one hand on top of my head, using his other hand to pull me sideways to him. As his cock slid in and out of my mouth, he ran his hand across my stomach, moving downward.Once his fingers slid over the front of my panties, teasing my pussy through the fabric, I was moaning against his cock, trying to keep myself as quiet as possible. His touch was light, as if he were.