I was not a virgin to interoffice sex games and had played them over the years quite well indeed. I did not see Ann the rest of the morning. While ...alking around the office that morning I found out that one of the girls was having a baby shower during lunch that day and all the girls in the office where going except the two new girls, Ann and a mosey young lady named Katie. This meant that for an hour there would only be three people in the office. Ann, Katie and I, and Ann's office could. 'she replied with a straight face. “Good. Then you can very well imagine that he is fucking you when I get down to it. Does he fuck you daily? If you want you can also ask me whether I fuck Lakshmi daily. ”Anita again remained quiet. “Come on! ”Bhasu persisted. “Not daily but every alternate day. 'she replied truthfully. “Say, my husband fucks me every alternate day. And look at poor me. What is my fault? Why should I get to fuck you so rarely? Is it fair?Look what a shame for a pretty lady.. ”“It’s OK, Sweetie, I was engrossed in the kids. That is just flat out freaky.”“What happened?”“Yeah, what happened?” Lynn spoke from behind our big blond wife.“Hi, Lover. Erin yelled ‘Here they come’ and the kids came waddling out into the yard. They stumbled around, and fell and stood, and pretty soon they all wandered over to Taylor Erin’s memorial. They all just plopped down at the tree. It’s like they’re watching a movie. Then, Margaret Erin said ‘Maybe Taylor Erin is talking to them’ and. Melanie nuzzles my ear and kisses my neck. She smells like cardamom, she must have touched her spicy hand to her flyaway hair strands. I rest my nose against her head and grab the stew pot at her back.My arm hooks, my palm rests where her waist flares out into hip.I pull her to my side as I move to the stove, placing the pot on the back burner and turn up the heat.My tongue finds hers as I reach into the vegetables for the celery stalks. They sizzle as they hit the pan. I reach blindly for the.