"Mr Robert Conrad of 'RCR & Matins and Associates'," she said peering at the white embossed card. "They are down off Hertford Road by the looks of it ...�� around Edmonton? He said about ten o'clock. Apparently, they do legal stuff for some of the larger companies. They've been having problems with their computer systems and have had enough of the people who currently support them - I.T. wise." How many computers are they running? Do we know what they are? How old are they? What software are they. First, I was starving, and secondly, I needed to shower the morning's sex "juices" off my body (both male and female). As I cleaned myself up, I wondered where my wife was. Was she pissed off at me? I mean (amazingly??), our sex AFTER she caught me getting ass fucked by another man was teriffic. Still, I was concerned. I got dressed and went to the restaurant in the basement of our hotel. I ate a big meal, which made me feel better. Still, where was my wife? I returned to our room and. I hated to admit it, but I had a huge erection in my pantiesthat would just not quit. The whole idea of it flew in the face of themasculine image that I had garnered over the years with Brad.But I had no choice. I made my feet move, one after the other, till Istood right in front of him. The hem of my skirt brushed his pants hewore, at his knees. I seemed to be acutely aware of every littledetail. Not knowing what else to do, nervously, I turned my back tohim, smoothed out my dress, and lowered. She slowly looked up at me and begins to softly kiss my hard dick, just kissing it, then begins to lick my shaft up to the tip where she then wrapped her lips around and begins giving me what may have been up to this point the best blowjob I ever got. Every now and then she’d look up while devouring my dick in her hot mouth. Maybe 10-15 minutes tops went by and she stops and says do you wanna fuck me? I said yes. She said follow me, she takes me through this beaded doorway where there’s a.