The host and our housemate had come back into the house, noticed we weren’t in the living room and figured that we were up to something in the back ...f the house. They walked into the bedroom and broke into big smiles when they saw that my wife was being entertained by the group of guys. As soon as my wife noticed them, she motioned for the house mate to come over to her. He did so and my wife unzipped his pants, took out his cock and began to stroke it. When he was semi hard, she began licking. I turned sharply, my heart pounding, in the massive warehouse when you didn’t hear someone approaching it tended to scare the shit out of you. Eve was standing behind me, now slightly startled aside from the tears spilling from her eyes. Her conservative business suit was rumpled and her hair was a mess, the make-up around her eyes was running slightly. “Oh my god Eve, are you alright?” I gasped at her appearance, worry filling my voice. She stood for a second more, looking at me as tears. Once done, a very big tip would be left for you; but that was not your motivation," I finished the description, out of breath. "Being so close, I would pick you up in no time, your faithful Marc. I can see myself parking in front of an empty warehouse, making a note to myself to have this property torn down, before someone gets hurt," I continued. She knows I own and manage such properties in the city, making this very realistic. "I can see myself riding up the freight elevator and seeing you,. She sat down and called over a waitress without preliminaries. Only when she'd ordered, did she seem to notice him."I haven't got that much time," she told him, breathless, "I was held up by a difficult client and I have a 1 o'clock." If you'd prefer," Jake said, "perhaps we can make it another day?" It's all right," she told him, "I'm hungry. Do you fancy a glass of chardonais? Or maybe beer? I'll shout you a drink." Wine would be fine," he replied, "and you don't have to..." Bullshit! Here, I.