"Stop right there, Vanessa." His voice was quiet, but firm in the silvery silence. I paused, a little uncertain. "Drop your briefcase there in the cor...er. Yes, that's good. Now please take off your jacket." Uncertainty coiled inside me, but finally, almost hypnotized by the smooth velvet voice, I let the jacket slide down my shoulders and tossed it over the dresser nearby. "Come here sweetheart." Standing directly in front of his chair, I could see only that gleaming white shirt highlighting. I lean back down and kiss your warm lips, your jaw, and down your neck. I place a long wet kiss right at the base of your neck as I continue to slowly fuck you. I kiss your chest and work my way back up to your lips, grabbing tight hold of your hair as I do. I come to shuddering orgasm and all of my muscles tighten on you as I scream into your mouth. As I come down off of my high I slowly lift off of you. I give you one final kiss as I turn around with my back towards you. I place your cock at. I seemed to be forced into a kind of required solitude, not something I wasn’t already used to from my youth but just the same.I showed up for meals and the atmosphere was just overall sadder. I wished I could fuck the wife but she was Denny’s lover now and I wasn’t going to get in the way of that. She messed with me anyway and I told her I was really having a hard time not jumping her bones with the absence of my other lovers. She laughed and seemed to enjoy my desires left wanting, spent more. She said "Honey lets adjust the straps, now turn around". She asked me if I like it and if the fit was ok. I told her I think so and she said "I found a dress that might work for you. She came back with the dress and helped me into it. I was a black cocktail dress with a flared skirt. I loved it and she told me it looked great on me. She said I should wear black lingerie with it though and not the white set I was wearing. She said she would be right back. She came back with a sheer lace bra and.