.." She looked over at it. Then she drained her beer in progress and grabbed her fresh pint. With her empty hand she took mine. Her skin was soft as s...lk. "Come on then." I grabbed my fresh pint and let her pull me to the table in the corner. I sat down first and she sat next to me, proping her legs up on my lap. She slipped her high heels off her feet and twisted her neck to scan the bar. "I suppose this is fairly private. I can only see three other people at least." She said turning back to. I snatched myfingers away, and looked at them. They were smeared with the thick,warm, wet, sticky semen that my lover's own intense passion hadproduced. I had a man's cum on my fingers!I knew that I should be disgusted, but I wasn't. I should be angry, butI wasn't. I should be shocked and horrified. Instead, I was excited. Iwas charmed. I was delighted. I put my fingertips to my lips. I tastedthe nectar of her loins. It was salty. It was delicious. I licked hersemen from my fingers, tasting it. .it was a big screen. And his big cock was on it. He was watching it, watching him stroke himself. Then he changed the channel. I was slowly rubbing my slit with one hand.. the other on the remote. I really really liked this. Mr. Waters started watching another channel. It was a video of him getting a blowjob. What a hot thing to watch. This big cock being stroked while he watched himself get a blow job. Fuck. I was fingering my clit now. I wished it was me sucking him, stroking him. I. When I left at close of play on Friday she was still at her desk. Shewas looking tired, I thought.* * *That weekend I talked things over with Marilyn."It looks like Rosie might be around longer than you expected," shegrinned. Then she got more serious. "So how exactly are you going toget your job back if Missy doesn't mess up?" What do you mean? I can just step in and put things back the way theywere at any time... can't I?" Well it depends on what you said when you agreed the swap. .