"It's all right." And then I chuckled as I added, "She gives a pretty good one, doesn't she?" Mr. Jackson grinned at me. "Mr. Jamieson, your wife is a... artist." I nodded in agreement. "And now Mr. Jamieson you will have to excuse me. I must move on to other business." He took my arm and led me to the door of his office. As he opened it he said, "Janet has your five thousand dollars. She'll give it to you on your way out. John is waiting in front of the building to drive you back to your car. My. .left us," Her voice turned angry as tears appeared in the corners ofher eyes."I'm sorry, ma'am, but if we've met already, you must know that timeflows differently for me," I tried to remind her without adding to heranger."So you claim, Empress! So you claimed!" Her angry tone continued.Ma'am, if I have angered you in any way, I would be happy to leave thepremises and not return, but I do have a mission to complete in orderfor the future of this country- the future of this world to remain. " And you love the feel of my cock pushing into you, don't you?" Yes," she said, her lips going to his neck now. She licked at the slight dampness of his sweat, inhaling the scent of his cologne."You want to feel this cock sliding into your wet pussy, don't you?" Yes," she breathed. "I want you to fuck me." Because you're nothing but a little slut, aren't you?"She trembled a little, feeling a pleasant sort of shame at his words. What he was saying was insulting, yet blackly exciting at the same. He was beside himself now, moving his mouth towards her pussy, his cock growing harder the closer he got to the hot, wet core of her. As he finally slid his tongue along her slut, Will knew he couldn't wait much longer. He needed her to wake up, to touch him as only she could. With this thought, he began to fervently lick along her pussy, going up first one side and then the other, sucking both lips alternately into his mouth. His wife was awake now. "Oh, Will," she moaned as she squirmed.