“K, let’s do this!” She dropped down on the floor onto her back and slapped her thighs. “Up! Let’s go!” she ordered. This wasn’t exactly...her most romantic move, but I would be lying if I said that the thought of screwing my wife in front of our new neighbor wasn’t erotic.She spread her legs apart and waited for me to climb onto her. I glanced at Emma who was sitting cross-legged only a couple of feet away. The robe was open at the bottom and I could see her black mound peeking out.I dropped to. I was surprised at the change in his tone, the order was barked withno pre-amble or please, the disbelief must have shown in my face because heleant back and smiled. "Oh Mr Denham, I think there is a lot more I can dofor you than just handle your divorce, you need to know how to really treatwomen" My mouth fell open, clearly political correctness had never enteredthis office. There was a gentle tap on the door and once again I was treated to the lovelysight of the secretary, she took two steps. Confused. ‘Feels nice,’ she mumbled. ‘But are you suppose to do that?’ ‘Yes I am,’ I said confidently. She nodded. ‘As a matter of fact. It makes you very very horny, you want me to touch you more, you want to submit to my touch, submit to my wishes.’ My heart was pounding in my throat. I didn’t know if it would work, but I certainly hoped so. My fingers were trembling, my pussy was throbbing still. Eagerly I watched her face, but nothing happened. Again I cupped her boob, her eyes. And said, Do you like Lata.It immediately got my attention.I said What.He said Do you like her.I said yes.He said, do you want to fuck her.I was excited to hear this. My heart started beating faster.He said what if you can have her anytime. She wont object. You can just come and go in our house anytime. Fuck her anytime and anywhere. Would you like that.I said yes.He said I had a dream last night. That Me and Lata were having breakfast and I enter the house. Lata is Serving him tea and I just.