It was clear he'd thought Dr. Heidel meant years,not months and some degree of hope returned to his expression, but notquite as much as before. After ...orking out some details with Dr. Heidelon a schedule to provide updates on his progress and the timing of ournext few "grants" toward his research, we thanked him for all his workand Char ambushed him with a big hug as we got ready to leave. Dr.Heidel's surprised expression turned quickly to compassion and hereturned the embrace.We got home in. There was a living area and a small eat-in kitchen. A hallway led to what he presumed was the bathroom and bedroom. They sat in chairs in front of a large window facing the oaks.“How did you find me?” Claire asked.“Morris gave me the address. He said he wasn’t supposed to, but he did. I charmed him into it.”Claire smiled. “You always were a charmer. Charmed me, that’s for sure.”“I think the charms went both ways with us.”“So, what brings you way out here to the country? I didn’t think you’d. She started rubbing in little circles with her middle and ring fingers.There was a soft moaning from the other woman, but Amy ignored it, slipping again into her fantasy world. She was sitting on the sauna bench, and her first boyfriend was standing in front of her, rubbing the tip of his cock along her slit. She rubbed faster and moaned as he pushed it inside her. Soon he was pumping in and out in long, slow strokes. She raised her hand and felt him grasp her breast, squeezing it and rubbing. Yes, he was constantly there and giving me knowing grins and smiles but he made no more demands that I service him in any way sexually at work and, in fact, made no mention of that Friday in the Boardroom where he made me his bitch. I figured that he had made his point. He had humiliated me and reduced me to a state where I would rather suck his cock than comfort my loving wife. He had brought me to this and I thought that having achieved that he was happy and he would move on. He had gained.