. I mean, it's great when I'm laying by a pool with a foofy drink in my hand, but when I sweat through my bra in my car and my office, that shit has t... stop. Maybe that's why I've been so grumpy.“Hmmmm, I was thinking this would be a quiet night in.”“Sure... out, then in. C'mon, it'll be nice!”I didn't really want to go anywhere, but I did appreciate him taking the initiative, and I would welcome some cool outside air for a change. I smiled and shrugged, feeling myself starting to give in.“A. But there was that paragraph about the “benefactress” predicting this and insisting it was “an honest trade.” Joyce had a feeling that she would have no choice about whether to accept or not.When the letter’s full import finally sank in Joyce began to weep. Deeply and inconsolably. For her daughter’s sake she had dammed up all the pain and heartache the struggle to preserve their little family had caused, and now that dam broke, with nothing to hold back the flood. This is how Kara found her. I needed his energy. I needed it badly. But I also needed him to admit he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. This wasn't simply duty. I could feel it.He laughed, the bastard. I started to pull away entirely, tears of shame stinging in my eyes as my pale complexion flushed bright red. His strong arms stopped my retreat and he whispered against my ear. “Now’s not the time to make me pay for past deeds, Lynn. You need me right now. If you try to storm out of this room, you’re likely to fall. Your gaze is mesmerizing, overwhelming, absorbing. In an instant, you are my sole thought and wish and desire and I come to you, straddling you in your chair, feeling your cock pressed against me through the fly on your jeans.A low moan inadvertently slips from me as I lean in to kiss you. Your strong arms encircle me, and your experienced hands lose no time in unclipping my bra. The fabric loosens as I rub my hard nipples against you through your shirt. You stand, a strong, wide hand under.