She stopped pushing me and started crying. But I was continuously pressing her and kissing her.“Why you are doing this to me?” she asked in a cryi...g voice. I stopped kissing and said, “I love you”.“Yours is not love, it is lust,” she said. But I told her that I love her from the beginning, but was afraid to tell her.“But I am married, you can do this to me,” she said. Then I held her head and looked into her eyes and said, “Everything is fair in love and war, your husband cheated you, now you. He looked at me, smiled and said 'Here, feel it, it wont't bite' Gingerly, I took it in my hand and slowly wanked it. It soon swelledeven bigger and I was fascinated by it as it stood erect in front of me. I saw that he had a foreskin and I pulled it back exposing his purple head and saw a drop of pre cum squeeze out of the end. Ian began to breathe heavily and suddenly pulled my head forward and forced his length into my mouth and began to fuck it. I was more aroused by this sensation than. ..” I breathe out, as I stand back up to inspect the rest of the room, but my soft ring-tone from my purse, seated on the off colored blue carpet next to the slightly agar door distracts me from my intended actions. I feel my skin instantly break out in goose bumps as I walk over to my purse to retrieve my cell phone from the side pocket. I frown as I see my phone screen light up with bold words as Unknown Number flashes across my screen. My thumb hesitantly hovers over the green phone icon on. I was just finishing my fifth brandy when I noticed that Shelley was gone. Asking around, no one had seen her leave. That meant that she was somewhere in this house, a "party place" leased out by NBC for the night. I decided to look around and see if I could find her, and maybe tell her I was leaving since no one really important was at the party.Checking the downstairs, all I could find was a couple of cokeheads snorting in a master bedroom on top of a beautiful antique armoire. Heading.