I knew his wife, a frumpy shrew who held him in thrall simply by the financial cost of divorce. I knew he would be easy to manage if he even thought h... had a chance to get his hands on my body.The compensation package was roughed out and was substantial. I would have to work long hours and travel a great deal, but this was a huge opportunity and I accepted it. The CEO asked if I wanted to discuss it my my husband and I managed not to show any resentment, saying “I'm not married or currently. ” I hopped from the bed and scurried into the bathroom, grabbed a hand-towel, and turned back to the bedroom.“One you don’t mind getting blood on.” Ed called.“Oh… OH!” Oh god. Was I going to bleed? I was a virgin, that’s always how they tell in history and those medieval romance novels was the blood on the sheets. “No problem!” I shouted from the bathroom, grabbed an older towel, and quickly ran back to the bedroom.I handed him the towel and he placed it on the center of the bed then. It swelled up and let the wet membrane engulf it.Bab sat down as if the bubble was a space hopper. The edges looked a little softer and gloopier for this bubble. The colour, drab brown, also wasn't in keeping with the vivid dayglo hues of the previous bubbles.The other bubbles had smelt of sweet candy, Jackson thought. Maybe this one was supposed to be chocolate.It did not smell like chocolate.Bab sat and wriggled her ass. Jackson thought she was about to get her pneumatic on. He was. I pressed them harder with one hand taking turns and with the other started hitting her bottom. I hit her so hard that she started screaming. Which I liked very much. I started to hit her hard and fuck her.After 20 minutes, as I was not near to ejaculate. She said she had to go. So I left her as we didn’t have much time and her husband might come looking for her. She dressed and went.We started having our fucking sessions in regular intervals, whenever she had time from her work she used to.