Her scream brought Paulette back to the world, her finger again working madly at her clit.An hour later, as Van staggered to the bathroom to relieve h...mself and get a washcloth and towel for his wife, Paulette struggled to her feet, quietly pulled the door fully closed, then made her way unsteadily to her bedroom. Inside, she put the tube of lubricant in the very back of the bedside table drawer, grabbed a hand mirror and looked at her red and swollen clit and pussy lips.The lubricant helped, . .or more powerful.This was interesting. I surveyed the dining room as I held my menu withmy pretty painted fingertips. There were a lot of money people here.All the fixtures of this place reflected opulence and wealth. The menwore suits and expensive watches that let their peers know how wealthythey were and the women were all gorgeous with immaculate makeup andflawless outfits. In contrast, my outfit was no less expensive than whatmost of the women were wearing but it was absolutely quite a. We went over it during the divorce," I said. "No we didn't. You whined about me ignoring and neglecting you, but not that I was ashamed of you," she said. "I never was. I mean never." "Then why did you abandon me on all of those weekends with Marie. The truth and nothing but, please," I said. She sighed. "Let me start with a question or two of my own first, okay?" I nodded for her to go ahead. "It's complicated. But, didn't I treat you good at home?" she said. "You didn't nag or throw. I felt moisture under my ass from my pussy leaking between my legs. I never wanted this moment to end, but then felt a series of pulses as my mouth was filled with a sticky, salty substance. I swallowed my new treat greedily and moaned. This was a true treat and one I knew I wanted again.His cock was pulled from my mouth with a pop and my gag was replaced. I felt him move on the bed and between my legs. ‘This was it, he is going to take my virginity, ‘ I thought.He didn’t though, not yet.