Oh well. It was the price of being a sole proprietor. When I arrived at work, CC was waiting outside. For some reason, my new assistant had slipped my...mind. I sent her to look around the studio for a few minutes, while I called Francine. Phone: This is Francine Martel. Please leave your name and number ‘Damn it Francine, that was not funny the first time you tried it, twenty years ago. I was calling about how things went with CC last night.’ Phone: Holy Shit, Schwartz. What bee got under your. Thrust after thrust I fuck my girlfriend. She starts groaning that she’s cumming. And she does.I hope I still have an audience as I scoot up to Vicky’s mouth. Now fully facing the open door I move Vicky’s head towards me. Opening her mouth with a finger on her chin I slip my dick in. I do few pumps but it’s no fun if she’s not playing! So pulling out I pump my dick like only a man can. My balls tighten. I want to throw my head back as I cum but, more than this, I want to watch as I decorate her. Millie was becoming more and more depressed. She started joining all sorts of women's support groups. She was rarely around anymore to spend any one-on-one time with Bill. Bill rarely spent any one on one time with her.At one of these group outings she met a very rich older gentleman. Before Bill knew it she was working for him, part time, hosting his parties and other gatherings. She was happier. But Bill felt her drawing slowly away from him. Oh it was gradual, but it was happening.One night. Charlene changed into a black skirt, black stockings, a white blouse with a black jacket and 2" black heels. Raven changed into black slacks, a black sweater that toned down here 40" breasts some and 2" black heels. On the way out of her house she picked up her husband's extra MP badge.Mark had just fallen asleep in his upstairs bedroom when he was suddenly awakened with a start. He heard bells ringing then it stopped. A couple of seconds later he heard the ringing again. Someone was ringing.