At one point Helen and I returned to the table and when standing around couldn't find Nadine. We called her and got no answer and we checked outside...and the ladies room and didn't see her. Finally she reappeared at our table and said she had gone back to one of the booths with one guy and he had some friends, now standing behind her, who wanted us to go to a party at a hotel they were staying at not too far away. Helen immediately said no...that she had plans with Jerry and I was. I kissed her cheek then she hugged me tight and continued crying. I slowly started moving my hand over her shoulder and reached her breast and started pressing and ribbing them. She slowly released me closed her eyes and stopped crying. I slowly lifted her blouse up took her breast out and started sucking it. She didn’t say anything and she also didn’t try to stop me rather she was holding my hair and was moving her fingers. She was relaxing with that slowly. Then we slowly lay back on bed and. "You still haven't answered my very simple yes or no question," I pointed out.She went to her desk, pulled open the drawer, removed the ben wa balls and handed them to me. "I can't," she whispered, not able to look me in the eye.I smiled as I accepted them. "Ms. Martens, may I ask you one question?" I guess," she answered, struggling with the temptation lingering before her."Is your cunt wet right now?" I asked bluntly."Bree!" she gasped, shocked by the question, even though the answer was. Something that had started with his encounter with Danielle was coming together in his mind. He was having a complete revelation. I enjoy this, I am enjoying this right now he said, bottoming out in his secretarys pussy. But its not enough. Even though fucking you is incredible, I dont love you. You enjoy fucking me (Bianca winced, but didnt deny it), but you wouldnt do it if you didnt have everything else going on. He started thrusting into her. She rocked back and forth and up and down as he.