I shouldn’t have worried. When my hand gently stroked her panties, it was clear that they were already soaking wet. The thought of this evening, her...fantasy hopefully finally realised, the speed of our encounter and knowing that the door was ajar had all contributed to an endless flow of fuck juice. I pulled her panties down giving her a firm “dirty girl”. My finger slid between her lips. There was no preparation required here, no careful entering, none of the gentle teasing that I would. Yesterday she was in workout clothes, today she was dressed impeccably. She was wearing a black business suit which included a black jacket and black skirt. The skirt was cut just above the knee, the jacket meticulously pressed. Underneath the jacket was a thin white shirt. She wore black high heel pumps. Her hair flowed perfectly and rested on her shoulders. Her makeup looked like she stepped out of a magazine."Do I look better today?” she asked. I took a step back and gave her a complete. Jeff picked her up in a nice mid-level Toyota sedan and took her to Jimbo’s, a family-style restaurant with a varied menu.“I was asking Randall how such an attractive young woman was unattached,” Jeff said, “and was surprised to hear that you were fifty-five; I was sure that you were much younger. Then he told me about you losing your husband, and I understood your reluctance to date. Do you want to talk about it?”“There’s not really much to tell,” Carrie said, “We were your typical high school. The image focused on the Mayor and Police Commissioner, holding hands over their heads in a show of strength. The mayor backed off, conceding the stage to Commissioner Malcolm, who approached the microphone.“Ladies and gentlemen, this is a most unusual press conference. Since there’s bound to be a lot of national attention focused on Seattle in the coming days, we wanted to report to you, the citizens of this great city and state, before questions start flying.As many of you already know, I.