I didn't laugh ... at least, I didn't show it.From the rear mirror I could see that she was about to start challenging me when I stopped the car. I co...ld see her mouth open and close and then open again. In a way I could understand her, because the area and the structures still had some effect on me, too, and I had been here for more than eight months. The ravine was not that deep or wide, but it was long and steep. The structure we were building certainly was something different. Even though. Since my husband was not invited, I decided to go without him anyway.I was dressed in low cut, light weight summer dress that was down to my knees. I wore pumps without nylons to show off my lusciously tanned and slender legs.After a couple hours of drinking and mingling, Rich struck up a conversation with me.After a few more drinks and some small talk, Rich suggested that we leave the party and go over to his place for a few drinks. His wife was out of town and the party was starting to get. He said, "Spread your legs wider, let me see the inside of your cunt, you whore."The dirty talk certainly turned me and before I could help it I was coming again.He said, "Who told you, you had permission to cum, slut?"I was astonished, and blustered, "I didn't mean any harm, sir."He said, "You will obey, cunt, otherwise there are consequences, do you understand?"I hesitated for a split second, but then I saw his face, which was scary."Yes, sir, yes sir," I stuttered, "I will ask in future.". ’ Covering the microphone she asked Ian ‘Should I tell her about us buying the company to make sure he would take the job?’ Ian thought for only a moment before answering. ‘Yes, let her know that we are very concerned for Michael and want to help him any way we can, we hope that she feels the same and wouldn’t mind spending a little extra time with him if she thinks it would help,’ he smiled as Millie’s eyes squinted, giving him the ‘your up to something’ look. Ian had seen the same pictures.