She went back to kissing me and I felt her hand on my chest. Then there were two hands, sliding over my chest, running through the chest hair, feeling...my nipples. Then she started working lower, under my chest, my stomach, finally one hand pulling out the waist band, the other attempting to go inside the suit. It was just too tight. She got her fingers into my pubic hair but that was as far down as she could push them."I want to see it." She was pushing me toward the edge of the pool. "Sit on. I had to.I checked in at a motel near the office, dropped my stuff and went to the bank. I moved half of everything to another account in just my name, called a lawyer friend and got some advice, back to the bank and moved the safety deposit box content into one in just my name, took care of some other business and stopped in at Tony's office. He looked up and said, "Damn John, when did you sleep last, you look like hell..."I ignored his comment and said, "I am leaving Peggy, no cruise, no. And sometimes, when Josh would get done filming Shawn and a big boobed slut or two, he would be rock hard. Nelly would help him get the release he needed with her cock sucking skills or her tight pussy. But a couple hours later she would find herself horny all over again.She had finished her work for the day; she really didn’t have much to do anyway. Josh and Shawn had left to pick up a girl at the airport who was coming in to town just to be on their web site. She was from some small town. On either side of the desk standing a few feet away were two more giant men standing there like a pair of statues."M-Mr. Sarantos?" Honey said. She was shaking so hard she was afraid she might fall. She had worn her best five-inch open toe silver sandals and she wasn't really used to wearing stiletto-heels especially ones so tall.She usually wore her three-inch heel pumps in the office and even then, most of her time was spent sitting behind the desk. So walking in her high heels was precarious.