I was in trouble because nearly all my investments were on the far east markets. I joined the chorus of, "sell, sell, sell."At 8 am the London markets...opened we were all praying for a miracle which did not come. By the end of the day which became known as Black Friday, I had lost all my clients' money, most of my own and a great deal of the company's money. Total losses of about £56 million. The golden girl was no more. As I left the trading room, I knew that I would never be going back. I. ..to..." She seemed at a loss for words right about then."I know Nan..." I told her. I think I understand but, well, can't we do...something?" My girlfriend brushed her blond hair out of her eyes and without looking a me, quietly said: "Like what?"Now the ball was in my court. I knew what I wanted and I thought I might be able to get if I played my cards right."Nancy, I've always admired your shapely form...especially your...uh, your rear end." She gave me a little smile. I saw that and took. I felt I was a beginner in the dating scene and more so in the sex scene, so when I went to my friend (the same one my boyfriend was jerking off to) she smiled broadly and told me she knew just the place for me to start on. She went shopping with me for an appropriate dress and picked me a black dress that didn’t leave much to the imagination. It was alter neck with a cleavage that almost went down to my belly button and so short that the minimum movement and I would be exposed! I insisted I. 'It' was a lot bigger than his finger. She started to get a little nervous about the whole thing, but it was perhaps a bit late for cold feet.His finger moved a little deeper, crooking inside Tricia. She twisted, her head back, her eyes closed. Within her hand, his cock pulsated with a rapid, excited beat that she couldn't remain immune to.Her own heart was thumping hotly behind the soft cushions of her 38-Cs, and she pressed them against Roger's chest, kissing him with her hard sweat- dripping.