She was still slim and toned with a good rack (at least that's what her husband said). He said he liked the heft and size of her boobs. But he hadn't ...efted her boobs in months. On that trip, she was assaulted repeatedly on the bus ride by men she called Elbow Guy and Sports Guy. Against all reason, she had come to look forward to it and even enjoy it. She had been ready to cut loose in the back room of the bar with Sports Guy and Elbow Guy when a fire alarm had ended everything and sent them. She and Ron exchanged presents, but there was barely an exchange of conversation. They had occasional arguments, but mostly, she felt a decided indifference on Ron's part. He spent New Years on the coast at another conference while she helped entertain at one of Tremper's infamous parties.It was a wild and drunken affair at the home of one of Tremper's business associates.Jennifer, at first, saw no familiar faces at the party, so she was encouraged when she spotted Alecia Rowe, whom she had not. My little knob was soggy with the jizz I had unloaded in me boxers but Stace was getting right into it, she soon had me hard again as she reminded me what was going on upstairs in my bed. My girlfriend was on her back with a lad whoose name I didn't know about to blow his load into her. Then I asked stacey to wank me off while she described what she thought they were doing for me but she just laughed at me and told me to wank it off myself: I could have been fucking her but instead I was. Her hair fell around her face like a halo. Those breasts hung like ripe fruit. She wriggled out of the pencil skirt, slipped it down her legs and stepped out from it. She wore no underwear. Stood before me on that crappy motel carpet in just heels, stockings and garter. "Turn around," I said. She put hands on her slender hips and glared at me. Her face painted perfectly with make-up. "Turn around and put your hands up," I said. "Fuck you, Micky," she said, lipstick coated lips.