DAMN! I thought as I took another shot. Then I heard a voice behind me... HER voice talking to the girl seated next to me. The girl introduced her and...her boyfriend to the table saving me for last. "So we meet again" she says as she tells the group of the mix up at the bar. "I'm Samantha Conners and this is Mark. It's nice to formally meet you!" I shake both their hands and offer them a glass of wine. Luckily, Mark is the "bro" type of guy so he started babbling to the other guys about how. Suddenly the zipper of the tent opens and enters with no clothes Alexandra. Without saying a word falls on my naked body and starts to lick me everywhere."Your man?" I ask.He is sleeping, says and continues the ‘caring’.She was salivating and licking me while she was rubbed everywhere on me.My cock was again conceit, but beyond some passing touches she was not concerned on it, only to the rest of my body.She was rubbing and biting my nipples as slipping her tits on my belly and my feet. Her. "Good night, my lovely Jenny," I whisper. "Thank you for the most amazing day of my life."Sleep sweet, Monique," you respond. "I'll see you in my dreams."Our lips meet in a tender kiss and we drift off the sleep.I awaken to the sound of the K cup machine brewing a fresh cup of coffee. I reach for you only to find your side of the bed empty. "Jenny?" I call, tentatively."Good morning, Monique. Did you sleep well?" I hear you call through the bathroom door."I don't know, I was asleep," I reply. The woman’s incorrigible, he thought, she can’t have changed that much in six weeks. Before she left for Europe she was mean-spirited though smiling – the smile that moviemakers identifying with assassins. In the past her verbal engagements with him inevitably sounded sullen unless the chance to get one over him before other staff including Maurice, the now retired executive editor pulled her out of boredom. Harry couldn’t understand her attitude until in the bar one evening the chief of staff,.