As I drove over to Sonia’s, my mind wandered. I started thinking again how she looked, and why she was with Satish. Don’t get me wrong, Satish’s...my friend, and a real good guy. But, he’s ambitious and would do anything for a promotion and moving up the career ladder. She’s mentioned several times how she never gets ‘any’, and how Satish doesn’t even seem interested. Considering what she looks like, I can’t believe it’s a lack of interest, but an inability to perform. I mean, if I had something. When she opened the front door I saw it was almost dark. The sun had just started down but it wasn't dark yet. She got in her car and drove off. I picked up the phone and hit redail. It answered but it was a voice mail box. The voice was one of those computer voices. I hung up before it finished talking. I sat down and started watching tv again. After fourty five minutes I started to worry. I called my wife's cell phone. It rang five times and I was just about to hang up when she answered . I. O M G I got so horny that I started to soak through my panties as we danced. I was licking his ear while he keeped kissing me just above my tits he guided me to a table they had in a dark corner where he kissed me on the lips he pushed his tongue into my mouth, played with my tongue until I started to moan. He put his hand up between my legs and whispered that I was getting really hot. I said not here he said he had a van in the parking lot, that we would be confortable, very private there. We. Carly, also known as "Killer Carly" in business circles, the woman well known for staring people down and never cracking under pressure in a deal, was feeling insecure. She was well aware of the irony. In the heat of corporate battle, she was the one everybody called on. But now, in the twisted halls of love and lust, she was worried. She wondered if she had understood Stephen wrong. Did he change his mind? Why hadn't she heard from him? Maybe he was thinking the same thoughts she was, about.