Enjoy yourselves.”Brian leaned in toward her and whispered, “I think he’s got the wrong idea about us.”“Then correct him,” she hissed back...“Why don’t you?”She glared at him. But she didn’t tell the driver the truth. Who cares if some stranger thought they were lovers?They got out of the car and hurried to the lobby, where she tried to stand still and be inconspicuous as Brian got their key. Then, she nonchalantly rushed for the elevator, politely shoving aside a party of old German women who. And I get a perverse pleasure out of ordering his ‘love’ gifts for her. He’s just grateful that he doesn’t have to remember, so I get brownie points and the reward of his delicious cock to suckle on as I’m kneeling under the big shiny desk in his office. She just gets some thorny roses as a token of his um, regard. Anyway, enough about the Dumpy One, as I like to call her. It’s possible that she’s not dumpy at all. Knowing James, she’ll be some trophy wife, beautiful, vapid, an ornament to. For as long as I could remember, I had fantasised about her, wondered how her breasts would look, entranced by the width of her child-bearing hips, and always, always wondering what lay between her creamy white thighs. And tonight, it seemed, fate was correcting that oversight, allowing me to see her in the way I had dreamt of for so very long.I listened intently as she spoke into the microphone. She was cajoling an unseen partner to get his microphone set-up working, so that they might talk. "Yes we can pickup Kelly's school uniforms too, sure no problem." He said you where measuring his chest." I turn and see Pam smiling whenshe heard that. "Sure he umm she will be surprised with her new uniformbut I'll handle it us moms have to stick together."I wonder what the two of them where saying. I hate only hearing one sideof the conversation."Oh great look at the parking lot mom it's packed, this is going to takeforever, and I have football practice." Pam and I smile when we hear Maxwill.