My cock was hard in my pants as I drove and I rubbed it through my trousers to keep it that way.I pulled in at the site where some cars were parked. M...st were empty but two cars still had their drivers inside. One was reading a newspaper. The other seemed to be just watching the world go by. I sat in the car and waited. Nothing happened. Cars came and went. The two men stayed where they were. I didn’t know what to do. It was a big disappointment. I finally gave up and decided to drive off and. “Excuse me?”“Boston. At once. For several months,” said Caroline.“Uhm ... I assume she knows, right?”Caroline’s secretary knows everything.“Yes.”“So ... There’s this thing I’m doing in the next few weeks, maybe even months. In Saudi Arabia. It involves tea and MI6. Ring any bells?”Caroline tutted her lips for an instant.“I’m well aware of that. Martin, TicketBooth is an eight BILLION dollar company, of which we now own sixty percent. And it’s busy digging it’s own grave, as large companies. I look at her and she give me one of those "cat that ate the canary" smiles so it looks to me like an invitation. So this time I continue the touch up to her sex. I run to fingers across her first up and then down. That gets me a moan and she pulls her shorts to the side. Talk about an invitation.She was one of the nicest pussies that I have seen in quite a while. She is trimmed and has reasonably large labia, but it is that clit that draws my eyes to the point where there could be a marching. Can't I have fantasies like other people? I thought it would make our marriage stronger like it did for you and Harry." Cathy," Barbara began, "do you know what a fantasy is?" Without giving Cathy a chance to answer she went on. "A fantasy is something that will never happen. Having sex with a famous movie star is a fantasy. Being a princess is a fantasy. A fantasy about having sex with other men is a fantasy until you actually decide you want to do it. When you decide to make a fantasy real,.