She pressed her body against the cold metal of the ladder as a small orgasm rippled through her body. Tom pressed his thumb against her clit and once...again she shot up the ladder, moaning in pleasure - a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. Tom's fingers carried on fucking her, his thumb flicking her clit and driving pulses of pleasure through her body. He then placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him. He buried his face in her bald little pussy, plunging his tongue. "Okay Fred, I'm George, George Richardson." You're wife said you are a paramedic, that's honorable work, though not easy at times I suppose. I refer to myself now as, at leisure." Nice. Yeah it has its moments, overall it's satisfying. Say, will you give me a minute? I just want to get a new drink." Sure thing, George George."I shot a look back and found him grinning. He chuckled before waving me off. Laughing I went inside and saw Cindy slouched in a chair. I went about making a rum punch and. Cat got up, taking both glasses and said she’d be right back. She walked into the kitchen and topped up our glasses. It gave me time to breathe. To think. ‘Are we going to do this? Am I just mistaking this? What if I’m misreading this.’ The thoughts ran wild in my head.Cat returned to the balcony and handed me my wine glass. I put it on the side table next to me. Cat took a big swig of hers. ‘So where were we?’ smiled Cat. ‘Ah yes. I was about to kiss you. Again.’ Again I froze. My heart. "Not on my sweater you won’t!” She said in an offended tone. Before I could react she let go of my cock and fixed her skirt and touched me one last time and as the doors opened she walked out and said. "Come find me." Slightly laughing and quicken her pace down the hall. I was infuriated and I only had enough time to put my cock back into my pants when I bolted out the elevator after her. I quickly caught up to her and she was so surprised to see me but I covered her mouth. I looked around.