Can I get you a glass?" and with that the conversation took off. I think, having seen television programmes and magazine articles, that she was subtl... flirting with me, twirling her long hair, biting her bottom lip. Tell-tale signs by all accounts although any doubts were erased when she leaned over and whispered in my ear "I hope you have a hotel room nearby because I didn't come here just to share a bottle of wine you know!"I couldn't drink up fast enough and just strolling back through. Happy or not though, new life or not, I needed to deal with what exactly the hell had taken place. I sat down and methodically tried to list what I knew and what I suspected.First and foremost. On that damn night, I had obviously had sex with Ivan. That was the only night I had sex in weeks and it never happened again. Therefore, Cliff was conceived that night and by my husband.Therefore, Ivan's claim that he had not see me since we were dancing together was bullshit. The night was muddled, but. ”“You ARE a sex god. It’s all I can do to keep from stripping my clothes away and begging you to plunder my body on your executive desk.”Dave looked askance at her, “Well, I’M certainly not keeping you from doing that. I might even like it. I do think we should shut the door, however. Your screams of lust and delight down the rest of executive row here at the utility might set a tough precedent for the other vice presidents to follow.”Donna laughed and went back to her desk.Dave, Donna, Nancy,. Her hand immediately slowed as she came down. She looked up at me and our eyes remained locked as she settled down.“That was beautiful Tana, Good Girl!”I took her hands and brought one then the other to my mouth and licked and sucked on her fingers to clean them, tasting her. I knew how wet she would be between her legs, and the taste I got from her fingers made me want more. I had no previous intention to do it, but I knelt and let my hands open her legs. I leaned down and licked her softly.