”“Anything else coming up we need to know about?”“I have some things to talk about at the Town Hall on Monday, but I can’t really get into t...ose in advance.”“Something big?” Mike asked.I smiled, “Nothing that’s going to affect either of you directly. But I can’t say more than that. Anything else?”“I know it’s not business critical, but do you plan to come to the Christmas party this year?” Abel asked.“Yes. I’ll be in Pittsburgh, as well as Colorado Springs, Dallas, and Durham for their parties.. .use......ram me.."But wait...he was talking to her again. "Could you open your legs a bit, I need to measure the inseam?" He was requesting in a nice, gentle voice...but her mind was spinning "Inseam? That means he was going to go *gulp* between her legs now....oh GOD!" She picked up her 4" high heeled foot off the carpet and placed it wider, making her legs more than 1 foot wide. She was having trouble believing herself. Here she was, wife of one of the most powerful man in the country,. . Boy does he get it right ... The tip slips between Charley’s puffy pussy lips, then the shaft slides in behind it – driving it deep in one move. He starts to thrust and hump at her and our low angle camera catches the slippery wet mess in close-up. Cock sliding in and out, very fast – very wet. Pink and shiny. Going fast, going hard and very soon going deep ... All of this wonderful vision accompanied by Charley’s ragged, out of breath, gasping commentary, “Oh he’s fucking me ... He’s fucking. About 5 years ago we heard from another couple about a swingers club in Vegas called the Red Rooster. We did some research online and found an address. We read some reviews of the place, some good, some bad. It was hard to tell from the reviews how the place would be. Imagining a single male that had a slow night there would of course leave a worse review than the guy that fucked 3 different sluts in one night. Charles and I made arrangements for my mom to watch the k**s for the weekend, we.