“Are you Ok?” I asked.“Just tell me where he is!” She shouted. Suddenly I realized who she was. It was Jennifer Eric’s best friend’s wife....She was a sexy blonde.“Jennifer?” I asked, then there was an awkward pause. “…It’s me Kimika, Eric’s wife.”“Oh…Hi!”I have very good instincts and I was sure I knew what was happening. I had to ask, so I did. “Jennifer are cheating on Kevin?”She was silent.“Jennifer you can tell me my lips are sealed. Are you sleeping with Victor?”She sighed and said “He is. "Yes, a scotch on the rocks please," Mac said as he took a seat on the large leather sofa. Mac looked around the room as the Judge made them drinks. It had been a long time since he had been here, but not much had changed. The room still smelled of cigar smoke and aged leather. It was neat but in a male sort of way. There were law books piled on desks and the shelves were filled from floor to ceiling. It was definitely a man's room. Mac doubted that Angela or Tess came in here very often.The. My dad started to say something, but I held up a hand and held him off. I looked back at my ever loving older sister, “This is America. In America most people put in around forty hours a week, actually thirty-seven and a half given a half hour off each day for lunch. You say you put in seventy hours so it means it takes you nearly twice as long to get done what everybody can get done in forty.”Vonda flared back, “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. You...”I cut her off. I wasn’t. Her pussy lips touched the top of my cock as I felt her hot juices oozing over my shaft.My hand covered hers as I began to caress her swollen nipples between my soapy fingertips. Her hands pressed against the shower wall as I kneaded and cupped her huge soft breasts. She moaned with pleasure as our soapy bodies slid softly against each other.I slid my cock slowly back and forth against her slick pussy lips, spreading them more on each pass. Her soft slick soap covered butt pressed into me as I.