"I broke from her embrace and stood at attention and saluted her giving her a quick, "Yes Ma'am. I think I'm up for that!"We both laughed, having cons...med a fair bet of champagne. She kissed me lightly and went on her way.In fact the party was hugely successful with over a hundred people braving the storm. Of course Chicagoans are no wimps where it comes to a little snow. Jessica hardly left my side the entire evening. She introduced me as "my dear friend Matt." I had no idea who most of these. I did let my hands slip onto Marie and Leigh’s tits as I cuddled them with no resistance giving me another erection in my shorts.The girls left at about midnight except Tina who claimed she had ordered a taxi for one o'clock. Tina was still knocking back the wine and remained in just her bra and pants. I sat opposite and just couldn’t take my eyes off her tits.Tina noticed this and just whipped off her bra and said, “Is that better?”I just nodded.We just sat and chatted for another ten minutes. “Mr. James you wanted to see me," she says nervously. He doesn't respond because he’s too busy staring at her chest. She looks down and realizes two buttons of her blouse are undone, exposing her red bra and the top of her cleavage. I finally get a reaction out of him, she thought, while trying to hide the smile on her lips. As she starts to button up he stops her. “Leave it like that!” he growls, before narrowing his eyes at her. “Tell me something Miss Smith, what game are you playing with. I was not required to be at the gallery, except during the opening reception. I thought I’d stop in occasionally, though. Saturday, I disconnected the projection equipment and shipped it. On the way out, I met the guy with the weird voice coming in.“Oh, sir,” I said. “It was awful of me to walk off last night with your pen. I was so distracted. I was going to leave it here at the desk for you, but I didn’t know who to say it belonged to.”“Dominic di Mento,” he said gruffly.“Well, Mr. di Mento,.