I wanted to tell her that I don’t want this journey to end but I kept my mouth shut as obviously, I love my life!Well, finally her stop came. She tu...ned around, hugged me before getting off, and once again thanked me for the ride.Everyone else in the cab was looking at us with a shock in their eyes as to what just happened!! And I went to sit back in my seat, like a warrior who had half won his battle already.That was the day, after which it became a usual phenomenon of sitting together in the. “Off to the bath with you!” Alexandra prodded as she pulled Catherine up off the bed and on to her feet. “Time to clean you up, dirty girl!” She continued giggling as they both scrambled toward the bathroom tossing clothing every which way as they ran. As Catherine started the water, she turned to see Alexandra, standing in the doorway, wearing black micro-fiber panties and the raspberry corset tank, her legs glistening with glitter lotion, and her gladiator style stiletto sandals tapping on. She trusted me to please her, to lick her, to make her cum and I gladly accepted with the tip of my toungue sliding right down the middle of her pussy. Her body shivered slightly as if she wasn't expecting the first time to feel so good and just then I heard the familiar sound of a car pulling in my driveway followed by a quick two honks. Just like that two simultaneous bubbles burst and I found myself snapping back to my reality, sitting on the couch waiting for her arrival. Was I really. Oh yes and more money. The money had done the trick. The sexy trophy wife could apparently have whatever money could buy. Robbie was now her new pet. David Potter was one of the richest tech investors in the world. He was part of the one per cent of the one per cent now referred to as the “über rich”. The concept of “you can’t afford that” did not exist for David and even less so for his sexy much younger wife. In the rarefied world they inhabited even the idea of hiring a hard cock did not.