She went into bathroom to freshen up. Samrat switched on the tv and ordered some food and a bottle of wine.He heard the footsteps from bathroom. A rom...ntic Bollywood track from 90s playing on TV. Samrat looked back. She was standing with a towel wrapped around her. She shied seeing samrat in front of her. She said to herself of course it is special and laughed it off. He came nearer. Pinned her onto wall. Like he did on the road pinning her to a car. Here there is utmost pleasure. He kissed on. I’m not sure what they make, but he said it’s a new company and it would also house the corporate offices. The office staff would consist of more than 100 people, and they will need all the furnishings for the offices. This sale could be a huge deal if we can land it.”“I can imagine,” June said. “Is he going to mail you the details of what they will need?”“No. I’ll have to go up there, and he and I will meet with the purchasing agent to go over things. Once we see what his needs are, Jim and I. Tommy stayed upright on his knees, his cock in his hand, as he tried to catch his breath. He watched as Betts ran one of her fingers through the pool of fluid on her chest and put it into her mouth.“I like the way you taste,” she said with a wicked grin. Running her finger back through the cooling jizz, She looked up, saying, “That was really intense, Tommy. I didn’t know I could get so many orgasms in such a short period.”Then looking at his cock, she laughed. “That thing’s still hard. Are you. "Get your purse, we're going downstairs. The air is foul with politics up here, I swear."I didn't know anything about politics, of course, nor did I understand my Mistress' remark about everyone being Jewish. A lot of people liked the German's though, but not Miss Corinne apparently and I wondered why. The only thing I really knew for sure was that my Mistress and that other woman, Mrs. Hardesty, they didn't care for each other at all. Miss Corinne wasn't like other women either, she didn't.