I needed to calm down. "Why am I so mad?" I said to myself.Chandra just looked uncomfortable."Chandra, what's wrong?" I asked. I was trying to calm do...n, but felt like I was still a hair's breadth away from killing Steven."Nothing, Milord," She replied. She still looked like she would rather be anywhere else."Work with me. I'm angry; but not at you. I think that I'm angry with myself. Why would that be?" I asked of her.If she knew, Chandra wasn't saying.Princess. I used her. Damn me."I did. How’s she been the last couple of days?” asked Sam innocently.“Fine. Just today, is all.”“PMS?” asked Sam.Margie laughed. “Sam, you asshole, is that all you guys think of?” She left his office laughing.At five, Tina brought a couple of files into Sam’s office and said she was going home. Sam simply nodded in confusion and pulled the files in front of him. Lifting one, he found a handwritten note between them. “My place. Tonight. Please.” Startled, Sam stuffed the note in his pocket and stood. Not many white women give him the chance and if he could fuck her on a regular basis, he might be onto something. But, the thought of nutting in JC would be an act to completion and would be so hard to avoid. If she got knocked up, not his problem. "Ok Baby, you win. Let me slide into you and you let me know what you think." JC nodded and said "now fuck me, Reuben." Reuben's grin grew wider as he guided his black cock into the waiting cunt. She was tight of course, but all of her juices made. I protested that she was drunk and I didn't do anything, but she said I was clearly flirting with her and it had made her look stupid. She asked if anything had happened and I emphatically said no, but I felt she could see right through me, or knew exactly what had happened. She asked how I would feel if she acted like that with my friends and I said it wouldn't be that big a deal, after all it was just a little flirting. She made me agree that the next time I had the guys over for Sunday.