Do you want another drink?’ Without waiting for an answer, she reached over to the bar where two bubbling glasses of Cristal stood waiting. She hand...d them out, then took her own. The three of them chinked glasses and took a sip. She took Kelly by the hand and wound their way through the crowd. They passed several people, before coming across an older couple sat quietly at a table towards the back of the room, quietly finishing a meal. She spoke to the seated couple. ‘Sorry you two, I just. By the time of closure, we went out had a good smoke and by the time I said I am leaving, both these gorgeous beauties stated to drop them and then proceed which I obliged as they were my colleagues and good friends within the office.Reached their flat and boy!!! Surprise.They called me in disguise stating to help them inside as they were too drunk (which I later realized they were pretending). Helped them to their flat which is on the 10th floor. About to leave, I was invited to have another. Poor Pat, you've got to feel for her. All that deep throating in underground car parks, the repeated illegal incursions into her safe space and never knowing whether tricky dicky was infecting her with bugs every time he made an entry. Not to mention having to play hostess to random groups of Cuban nationals of dubious provenance treating her personal harbour as a docking bay for insurrectionist pigs. Which just goes to show that married bliss isn't all anniversary gifts, Stepford Wife smiles. And she'd hitchhike along on mine, as once a guy's done, he loses interest, and she could get out. But when she really gets into it, I can't get out." And if you ever want to know what frustration is, just try really getting into just one or two orgasms and then have to stop. Last night, I was kind of half on what was happening, half on limiting it and then you started to look at me and I went for a few more, and kind of pressed past where we usually stop, just because it was so hot showing off.