The feelings she always got when she knew they were going to make love were welling up inside her. ‘Then we have plenty of time, don’t we?’ Matt...said. ‘And nobody’s going to interrupt us. The answering machine can handle any calls.’ ‘I guess you’re right,’ Mary said. Since she knew what he had in mind, she got up and started walking toward him, unbuttoning her blouse as she did. Matt met her before she got away from the desk and pushed her back against it. ‘You know…’ he said, ‘…there’s. ’ I watched Dee and her friends go into the back room while I sat at the bar doing a slow burn. I was so angry that my hand was shaking. I needed to calm down so I did what I always do to calm myself, I ordered a double bourbon. I had finished my second double bourbon and had put away a half of my third beer when I decided it was time to head home. As I walked toward the door, I peeked into the back room. Some of Dee’s work associates were seated around a few tables they had pulled together and. She never mentioned blowjobs or dreams, and things seemed back to normal.“Great slow song, let’s dance?”As we swayed to the music, Debbie pushed her pussy into me and swayed her hips. I was instantly hard and grinding my cock into her. I danced us closer to the door to the rec room so I could keep an eye on her hubby and my wife. As I glanced over Debbie’s shoulder, I was shocked to see my wife on her knees with his cock buried deep in her mouth. He had his eyes closed and was moaning quietly. Kenny, I would set a mental stop loss limit if I were you. Pick a figure high enough to give you plenty of margin for the market to continue going against you, but not so high that losing that amount of money would seriously undermine your spirits. Perhaps a nice round million?"A million dollars. I was already sick from thinking about what I could have done with the sixty-five thousand dollars I'd already lost. The idea of possibly losing another nine hundred plus thousand was more than I.