"What am I doing with my life?" he wondered. He had a good job in the Financial District, even if no one could figure out what he did when he told him... He had given up long ago trying to describe it and just said "Marketing" when asked. Most people thought it was advertising, but really he just read reports and processed numbers, pushing his findings up the next rung of the ladder. He was good at what he did, but after 2 years, it really wasn't fulfilling. His biggest goal at the moment would. I could feel myself about to cum but I didn't tell her I wanted her to taste me again. She seemed to feel it also because she took my cock out of her mouth and I started cum on her face then some went In her mouth and on her clothes,"you've got a,shitload of cum!"She tried to lick as much of it off her face as, she could but,their was still a fair bit on her and on her top."can we have sex?" I asked"where's that condom you had?" she asked ,"oh damn I threw it away." oh we'll no sorry I don't. Believe me, once you start having sex regularly with girls your own age, you'll find I'm nothing special. Now get dressed and let's go erase that part of the tape and then you can get clothes to bring to my house."We went and he ran the video of me. I was mortified, knowing that if anyone saw it I'd be a laughing stock. I tried to get him to erase the whole thing but he only would do the end, which at least was the most embarrassing part.He went to pack his clothes and I heard him on his cell. It made me feel more confident in my femininity.The song ended, and Willie escorted me back to the table. He stood with his hand on the back of my chair, and I thought he was about to pull it out for me. Instead, he grabbed me and kissed me, trying to force his tongue between my lips. I smacked his cheek."Why don't you go and find someone your own age, Willie." I spread my left hand to show my rings, the diamond cluster next to my wedding ring."I'm not that kind of woman. Goodnight."I stalked.