Before I could think about it to much, she returned, smiling and holding two glasses of red wine. I took mine and sipped.“Thank you for coming over,...by the way, I know I don't know you very well, but Wendy told me a little about you and you seem like a really nice guy.”“I like to think I am.” I smiled.“I really appreciate you helping me, trying to bring my business into the twentieth century.”“It's no problem, anytime I can help a clown girl out.”An hour passed and we laughed and drank. I. He opened our eyes beyond malpractice andpain and suffering to Theresa's pain and suffering and if, things didn'twork out, alienation of affection. His immediate target was thehospital, the board of directors, the doctor and the new administrationfor a whopping $60 million! What Brent Westin was telling us didn't evenscratch the surface. He heard our story and the things which could berepaired and what was damaged permanently. He shook our hands andpromised us that this would work out. There were some sort of elastic flowery ribbons hanging from a belt that seemed to be holding up matching stockings up to the middle of her thighs. She had some high heels on and nothing else. Yes, I mean nothing. I had to make myself stop staring at the only pussy I had ever seen in real life with the full knowledge of how exciting it really was to touch her there!I’m sorry dear, I cannot find those sheets for your bed. It’s late, why don’t you just crawl into bed with me?” She said as she. .." I tried to protest as he eased his condom-less cock deep inside of my dripping pussy. He was like a man possessed as he started driving his cock in and out with enough force to make the couch shake. I wrapped my legs around his back as shifted some so he could go deeper. "Oh fuck," was all I could say as Matt kept going non-stop. I felt the heat from his body as we both dripped with sweat. Just then, Mat's face had this contorted look as he let out a groan and spewed his hot load deep.