His face brimmed with giddiness.BANG!The armrest of Don's seat was crushed to smithereens in her grip.'Calm down!' Superintendent Ten's voice reverber...ted in her head. 'Nothing can be done to change it!''Ten!' One word of endless pleading echoed in Don's sea of consciousness, the farthest she could shout without uttering sound to the outside world, so distressed and livid she left out the honorific title.'There are things you don't know, Don, things I haven't fully explained to you! I'm. Those legs were hidden, but they were the legs of a runner. This was not the frail fourteen-year-old freshman on the track team. This was a forty year old woman who had the inner beauty and allure of a woman who had stood the test of time that one endures to get to that age. She was the younger than Demi Moore, but just as beautiful if not more. She was much younger than Michele Pfeifer but had the same dignity and mystique."Please have a seat." He said as he gestured to the Mies Van Der Rohe. Good thing the lights were low, otherwise she would clearly be able to see my hard on.Moving in behind Suzette, spooning somewhat, we chatted as the movie played, sipping our beers off and on.. Suzette moved up to get her beer off the center table and her shirt moved up over her hot ass. I could see she was wearing panties only under her shirt, looked like a pretty pink g string. Mmm, fuck I was so hard, I was doing all I could not to just ravage her right there. Suzette stayed like that for a. Keeping her in the dark will just piss her off, but this time it’s for her own good,” I suggested.“Okay, but it sounds ominous,” Michael replied.“It’s not as bad as all that,” I replied. “I’ll be there at 11:30.”I was only five minutes early, which meant I was ten minutes late. I called Michael to inform him that I was in the parking lot. He came out of the office. My guess was that he spent the time between my first and second call trying to convince June that we were going to talk about his.