“Thanks.”I got back to work, and kept at it until about 4:30pm. I saved my work, and shut down my computer. Penny gave me a quick kiss on the chee..., and I left my office, planning to walk over to the hospital to meet Jessica. I didn’t make it to the door before Tasha waved me over to her workstation.“Hi,” I said. “What’s up?”“Can I talk to you for a minute?”I nodded and we went to one of the small meeting rooms. I shut the door and we sat down at the table.“First, how are you doing?” I. Fortunately, Francine had a suggestion. Sheilaput the old dress back on. Without the corset, the fit was snug, which meant the dress had been tailored. I might as well get used to that. In most cases, Sheila and off the rack did not compute and not just because of her measurements. When Trina and George walked into the room, they both did double takes of Sheila, then a third. Neither chose to speak, but I guessed Trina had first noticed the same dress, then noticed the different fit. George. She was already on her hands and knees, crawling, wearing only my the lingerie I picked out for her earlier in the morning: matching black lace bra and thong. I pulled her over to the bed, where I sat on the edge. She sat back on her heels, kneels on the floor, looking up at me eagerly. Her big, beautiful eyes widened as I wrapped my hand around her soft, sensitive throat and tilted her head back. I bent down and kissed her deeply, swirling our tongues around, tasting her lips. I sat back on. Soon after we had a few beers, one guy suggested we try and go to a Mavs game as they had a home game that night. We started bar-hopping towards the arena and asking scalpers the price of tickets. After enough drinks we found the right price. Another guy and I were on the club level. We went inside, grabbed a few drinks and watched the game. I kept looking over my shoulder and noticed all the beautiful girls at the club level bar. I went to it at halftime and started talking to any girl that.