” Then with a shit-eating grin he said, “You could do much worse.”“B-B-But I’m married”, I finally spit out.“I understand,” he said. �...�Barb originally said the same thing several years ago. So did the receptionist I had for six years before her. This is a unique opportunity for a unique individual….it would only work for both of us if you fully accept it for what it is….a very well-paying job. But if you have other options, then by all means, take one of them. I can easily find another candidate. She pushed back onto each thrust, encouraging it to go harder and faster, but no matter what it wasn't enough. The need increased proportionally to the gratification. It was a constantly empty vessel and the more that was poured in, the deeper it became, never filling, always wanting more, more, more.She poured her entire self into the last few seconds of rough, coarse rutting. Her jaw clenched and her body shook with the power of everything pent up inside of her. The pressure built. There was. "Where'd you park?" She turned away from the window to his deep voice."Clear across the lot, it was nice when I got here. I've lived in the area my entire life, after all these years you'd think I learn," she smiled.He smiled back, his thick, full lips spreading into that familiar smile."Want a ride over? I'm just outside." Ummmm ... well ... Sure I'd love a ride. Thank you." Then your gonna get a ride," his smile turned to a smirk and his eyes slightly narrowed. She was thrilled by the change. " I don't want to divorce you," I said. "Do you know something? For at least a year this has been a delightful fantasy of mine. I did not tell you, because I thought you would be angry at me."My wife stopped crying, and showed the beginning of a smile. "Really?" Really. Tell me how it happened."My wife began. "At work I was feeling really sexy. I could hardly wait to come home to make love to you. Your call was a real disappointment, but I know that your job is important. After your call I took.