Fir raat ko mein ma’am ke baare mein soch rha tha, aur whtsapp use kar rha tha tab late night ko unka whatsapp pe msg aaya, soya nhi, mene kaha app ...i khubsurti sone kaha pe de rhi hain. Fir mene pucha app soye nhi, toh woh boli, akele nind nhi aati. Toh mene pucha, akele? Then she said ki unke hubby abhi out of country gye huye hian. Fir hamari baat hoti rhi, aur dhire dhire mene gaande msg bhejna chalu kiya unko. Woh bhi naughty wale smiliye bhej ke reply kar deti. Ek den unho ne ek msg. We passed the stubby joint back and forth for a while, then lit another. I was pretty high when we finished the second one. Jeff leaned over to kiss me by the pool. His kiss seemed very sweet and tender. I enjoyed kissing him. Hell I would have enjoyed kissing a frog at that point.He broke the kiss after a moment or two then slipped his hand under my tight top. His hands were warm and I responded to him by pressing my chest harder against his hand. It might have been his hand but in my mind it. Instantly I felt Sandy's hand on my hardening cock and I knew this meal wouldn't be finished right then.Sandy had been wearing a nice tight bust-emphasizing cotton top and pants when I'd arrived that night. She looked great, her hair fixed nice and she'd put on just the slightest hint of makeup. The Sandy I saw when the door had opened was so much hotter and sexier than the Sandy I'd known from six months earlier. As our kiss continued there at the dining area table, I lifted her up from her. “I heard that Mrs. Silverton haves sex with your clients so that you can handle their adverstiment accounts,” the President said. “Well, Mr. President, it is true of what you had heard about Samantha,” Douglas answered. “Do me a favor will you Mr. President, and that you keep it a secret?” “Trust me, Mr. Silverton, I won’t tell anybody about it, if you do me something in return?” the President said asking a favor from Douglas. “What would that be, Mr. President?” Douglas asked. Taking a deep.