You treat a whore, like a whore and that's all you are to me. Actually, you're lower than that. You were just the last name on my list. You were the o...ly bitch in the firm that I hadn't fucked."Shock and disbelief went through me. Suddenly, I was no longer nearly as drunk."The last one," he continued. "Every partner, junior partner, associate, secretary, steno, paralegal, and cleaning woman has given me a taste. I wish I could say that I saved the best for last, but that would be an out-and-out. The one under her clit was soldered shut, making it permanent -- that was from Robert. Afterward they made her suck off the piercer. Then they took her back to the room and used her mouth and ass until it was time to leave. They gave her an oxycodone and several shots of Jim Beam and put her on a plane to our airport still dressed in her Las Vegas whore's clothes -- and that's how I found her. As she came through the gate she saw me and burst into tears. I tried to hug her but she asked me to. Not that I always keep track of her at parties because I’m often too busy visiting myself. When she came up to me and clutched my arm and put her head on my shoulder so she could talk privately, I knew something was up. “I’m glad I wore a skirt. That sure made it easier to get fucked.”That got my attention! I quickly responded, “What the hell do you mean? Right here? You sure you haven’t had too much to drink?”She squeezed my arm, “I’ve never been so drunk I didn’t know when a cock was moving. " Then have me," she whispered. "Have me any way you want. Fuck me, Mike, fuck me fuck me fuck me!"I grabbed her ass with my hands and squeezed, slid my hands down inside her panties and cradled her naked cheeks in my palms.Katie sat up and pulled her tee shirt over her head, reached around and unclipped her bra. Her breasts shook free and I revelled in their beauty, full and ripe and smooth. I pulled myself up and enclosed a nipple inside my mouth and sucked it hard, feeling it respond and.