We were still on the ramp when she whispered, ‘touch me’. There had been no effort to pull her dress down after getting into the Vette and it was ...bvious where she wanted my hand. Laying my hand on her inner thigh she wiggled and squirmed in the seat kicking off her shoes so one foot could rest on the dash giving me full access. Almost immediately her hand fell on mine and she guided me inside her. Her hand then went to her clit which she began to rub furiously. Now was one of the times I was. Taking a quick glance around, I realized we were back at my house."Come on slut, I'm gonna fuck your ass on your marital bed," he stated before continuing, "something your husband has never done."He then exited his car and left me to grab the bags from or afternoon out. I still had to walk up to my house naked, but that wasn't even a worry. The only thing on my mind was getting inside to be fucked by Jerome. Getting inside, I set the bags down on the floor next to the entrance and followed him. I went back to watching and looking my images. Two hours later the vid ended and I stood pulling Brenda after me as she giggled. I brought the ship out of jump a week later and switched to system engines. Brenda walked onto the bridge and grinned, "you really put a lot of cum in me. I am still leaking."I smiled and gestured to her couch, "We are entering Central."She smiled and laid down on the couch, "Good, you are wearing me out."I laughed and Brenda giggled, "What are you going to do?"I. But she could tell I didn't want to talk about it. She was kind enough and smart enough not to push.Just before lunch, I grabbed the file folder that I'd put copies of all of my financial documents into. I left the office and headed for the appointment with the attorney.Her office wasn't what I was expecting. I guess I thought it would be a large office building and that either the entirety or a large portion of it would be owned or leased by a large law firm. I was wrong on both counts. It was.