Lake Placid. But then one corner of his mouth twitched up in a smirk.Was he offering to fuck me six ways to Sunday?"You can't possibly be offering wha... I think you're offering," I said."Well, I'd have to double check with my wife and make sure she's okay with it first, but yeah, that's what I'm offering."WIFE????!!!I blinked.Dumbfounded."Wife?" I mean, I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't sure she'd be okay with being part of this, but obviously I'd have to ask first."I blinked more. Furiously.. She wore dark glasses. Her pink lips glistened.When Cal reached the side of the car, his gaze dipped into the luscious white cleavage revealed by her low cut blouse."Is this the Hinshaw place?" the girl inquired, her voice carefully modulated to achieve a sexy effect.The small hairs on Cal's neck prickled. "That's right." He kept grinning. "Who'd you want to see?"She removed her glasses. Her eyes were a limpid aquamarine. "You're not Pete Hinshaw, are you?" Her lips curved invitingly."No, I. ."But somehow, the idea of him hearing my wife cumm was exciting and I'd urge her into a grunty climax. She'd bite the pillow and toss her hips franticly and the bed would squeak as the brain numbing feeling washed through her quivering belly. The next morning she would look at Tom with an embarrassed face, but gradually she got over it.Occasionally she would forget he was there and walk into the kitchen with her blouse off. "Oh my," she'd blush and cover her bra covered breasts as she hustled. She seemed incredibly confident and if she had any misgivings at all, about rising so far and so fast in such a male dominated and self important organisation, she hid them incredibly well.It wasn't long, however, before I began to understand just how difficult each day was for her. Realisation came on the back of the whispers and quite cruel little jokes. First of all she was married then (though about to seperate) from a much older man in a much more powerful position within the council. This.