We talked about the things we liked, from the worldly to the sensual to the clothes that we liked to see each other in. This one particular time we h...d requested what each would wear the next day to work. Since it was an office environment, we did dress nice, but we were not required to wear suits or dresses unless it was a special day. She liked to see me in dress clothes, especially in a tie. I like her in her form fitting dressy mini-skirts and snug sweaters. So for that morning I had. He pushed balls deep right away, forcing it all the way in. I arched my back and shouted “Fucking shit!” Which was an entirely real reaction. I pulled at the bed sheets and bit my lip, cursing. He was gripping my hips, hard. He wasn’t trying to hurt me but he surprised me with the strength of his grip. I could tell it would leave a bruise but as he began to draw out I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. Just before the tip was about to slide out, he thrust back in hard and I actually screamed. ‘I need to check email. Can I use one of your machines?’ she asked and picked up a laptop in front of her when he nodded before turning to the kitchen. ‘Would you like anything?’ ‘No, not right now thank you. I have had more good food and wine in the last few days than I think I have had in my entire life and I am really not used to it.’ She was only partially paying attention to him, as she scanned a note from her boss. ‘Damn,’ she muttered. ‘Problems?’ he asked coming around the couches to. His previous vehicle had been totalled in the crash. The driver of the other car hadn't been insured, and the good reverend had carried only the state minimum coverage on his van. I suppose he'd felt that God would protect him from loss. Hadn't quite worked out that way."Gary, I came by to give you back the money you insisted on Danielle accepting. Jeannie and I are perfectly capable of meeting all her financial requirements, both here, and at the college." As he spoke those words, he casually.