I was keen to spend less time at the clubs anyway as it isn't really my scene so I made a bit of a challenge for Cherry. I told her that if she could...get a good deal for our pavers (or anything else significant in the future) and record her methods of negotiation on a spy camera I would set up for her then she could go it alone at the clubs and bring home a guy that I would watch her fuck anyway she chooses from inside our wardrobe. It was a one for one deal, if there was a thumb drive sitting. “If you give me just one minute I can...”“Don’t bother, honey. Tom took care of me.”I froze. “He did?”“Well, naturally, I was very upset to be kept waiting. This divorce isn’t your average divorce. I thought you understood that.”“Of course I did. I do.”Mrs. Holloway drummed her red nails on my desk, the clicking sound setting me on edge. “If you did, you wouldn’t have been late. See, emergencies happen, but they can’t happen for the lawyer representing me. This divorce is too important.”“I. My co-owner - J - contacted him asking if he had any females. At that time the group was an all male group (except for myself since I was co-owner) that agreed to get together to pleasure a lady that wanted a group of men. The host said no. I had been sick that week and was just feeling better on Friday, and sex drive was coming back so I offered to be that lady. The next morning (Sat) the host posted that the party would begin at 7 pm that evening.I had been chatting with one guy - D - that. Susan's mind finally finished all the conversations between her and Bill. She was hanging onto that conversation so she wouldn't need to think about what happened after they stopped talking. Finally she arrived at the last few minutes that culminated with her sitting bare breasted on a man's lap in the living room. How loud had she been? Why is it she could never hear herself when she climaxed? The girls had heard all of the noise she made and she just told Bill she didn't care if they came out.