She was sitting in his lap, facing away from him. Her thigh high stocking clad thighs were wide spread, and his massive dick was deep in her cunt.Doct...r Coughlin, his arm around both Argie and John, guided them to the J-shaped couch."John, Argie, I'd like you to meet Bobbi and Morgan." Morgan, like the two blondes John had eaten earlier, wore only a tan, and a pair of high-heeled shoes."And, with them," Coughlin continued, "are Jeff and Dave." Jeff, the Scandinavian, grinned at them and. . uh ... fine. We'll be done by two." I walk around the side of the desk and stand in her line of sight. "But ... last night ... I mean ... uh..." Don't worry." The quiet, cold voice is back. "I remember everything, and I remember my promise. Anything." She looks at me, now with pleading in her eyes. "Just not here and not now. That has to be separate from this." She waves at the room. "I am Catherine here ... SHE is never here." She turns back to her PC, all business again. "Please excuse me.. For us, our lives had settled into a routine. I got home from work about 7pm. We ate dinner at 7:30. She fed Mitchell at 8:30 and one of us put him to bed. If we made love, it was usually right after Mitchell went to bed. It was routine. It was boring. We’d had a lot more fun before Mitchell but now we were getting complacent. It didn’t help that we were getting up with Mitchell throughout the night too. The sex was boring because we’d become “careful” not to cause her breasts to leak. It’s. She was wearing some shorts, and I slipped my hand around her and grabbed her ass. She liked it, so I continued further and found her to be wearing a thong, I could feel her pussy lips and started to rub slowly, her breathing changed instantly as she parted her legs to let my fingers slide in and do their magic, I pulled her onto me so I could move more freely, so she started grinding the absolute shit out of me whilst I had my fingers deep in her soaking pussy. After about 10 minutes she stood.