She was his partner, not his wife or his lover. He looked around the bullpen, seeing nothing but empty chairs. They were alone.With a sigh, he put his...coffee on her desk and crouched down next to her, pulling her chair out slightly so he could look into her face. "Are you okay?" he asked, letting his hands run up and down her arms. He'd been mad, and he wouldn't hide it. But she looked so vulnerable sitting there, faint vestiges of her tears still apparent if you knew what to look for."I'll be. I bend my head down, inhaling your scent. I give you a kiss, and then part your lips with my tongue. You taste so wonderful as I drink you in. My tongue delves into you deeper and deeper. I feel you place your hands on my head, urging me on. I glance up at your face, seeing your eyes are still closed. I open you up, and suck on your clit. Your head tilts back, your eyes open wide. Your hands grasp at my hair, pulling me harder into you. I lick and suck, for all I'm worth, I can feel your orgasm. Diva bent over to pull up her panties and shorts and followed. They sat through a long silence. Hayden was looking down at the bottom of the steering wheel, but watching her thigh from the corner of his eye. “Thing about stains,” he said, “is they don’t change anything. You can spill blood on raw silk, but it’ll always be raw silk.” He waited a beat or two to see if she was going to reply, but she didn’t. He started the car and spun back on the road. * The air almost felt cool by three in. Greg and Noname stopped sucking at my titties and leaned back on the couch, focusing on the handjob I was giving them, while John pounded away at my quim. It wasn't more than a couple of minutes before he came, pulling out to squirt his hot cum on my belly and feeling his spunk splashing on me brought me off also."I guess it's a gangbang then" I thought and released the two cocks in my hands to stand up off the couch. I stripped my dress the rest of the way off and knelt down, motioning Greg.