”She took my hand and led me down the hallway to the bedroom. It smelled flowery. She pulled down the bedspread and sheet. Then She pulled off her t...p over her head. I removed my shirt. She turned to face me. Her breasts were larger than I thought. She moved close and we kissed. Her lips were soft and supple. I put my arms around her, hugged her tight, pressing her bra covered mounds into my chest. My penis was straining against the front of my pants. She ground her hips into me as our tongues. As I stood behind my allocated chair checking my name on the place card, my husband’s boss stood behind me and gestured to slide the chair to allow me to take my seat. I looked ahead at my husband who was deep in conversation with the colleagues seated either side of him.I smiled at my gentlemanly host as he guided me to my seat and slid the chair comfortably closer to the table. I looked up and smiled at my host as his eyes were obviously feasting on my displayed cleavage, which from his view. After they opened their trunk I pushed everyone aside and torethrough it trying to find my suitcase or clubs. After having no luck, Iheard Tom ask Fred, "Haven't you explained everything to her yet?" I'm getting there, she's having a temper tantrum at the moment, whichI'm about to put a stop to, and then I'll explain it all to her"."Explain what to me you jerks?" I said, standing there with my handsfolded in from of me and looking off in the distance."How this weekend is planned out," he said.. How do I explain this to him? How do I explain you to him?"Me?" Yes you. You are the one that has transformed me from a helpless, frustrated bystander to an active, aggressive participant. You are the one that has finally made me feel like a woman instead of simply a receptacle for my husband's sperm." At this point, I think it would be best if you left me out of the conversation and just tell him about the accident. Tell him that you are trying to locate the car but that it got washed away in.