“I haven’t got the energy to talk; I am going to have a shower.” That insensitive jerk. What a bastard. I’m not even sure I can do this withou... showing my anger. She sat there a little while thinking before getting up the courage to put the plan into action. Slowly and quietly she went into the bedroom. She could hear him in the shower. He would be in there awhile washing off the evidence she imagined. She slipped off her sundress and slipped into the sexiest lingerie she had. She looked at. I headed downstairs to grab the whiskey we saved for the party and was met on the middle floor by a door opening. And out of the bathroom strolled Leah. Time slowed to a dead stop, and we met eyes. Before I even knew what happened I was slammed into the wall. Leahs hand aggressively crept onto my package and she said "well are you going to invite me to come downstairs with you?" Not thinking at all, I slam down to my room and lock the door. I grabbed Leahs "V" in her hips and slammed her. "Hesaid to me.He promised he would callme in a while, and a week passed and he did call me. He invited me down the pubwhere we had met. I had spent all week rubbing my wet cunt and think about mybrave and handsome hero. So many images had flashed to mind it was hard to knowwhich one to concentrate on for an orgasm. He was everything I'd ever wantedand the fact that he brought out my bedside manner made it all the moreperfect. I dressed up for him, in high heels and a tight black dress that. I asked Sally if she'd like to get a bite to eat and she keenly said sure, why not. Sally could put away the beers pretty well for a petite girl. We'd both had about 5 beers or so and I was a little tipsy but I could tell Sally was pretty tanked by this point and staring to get quite flirty.We went upstairs to my office so I could get my things and leave. There was no one around on the floor at this point and it was dark outside but the office lights were all on. As I got my bag to leave, I.