"Hello honey, how's my baby, I've missed you so badly." Even then I didn't feel like the two timing whore that I was. Lena gushed excitedly down the p...one, "Oh Ann, where've you been, I've been calling all morning, I thought something terrible had happened." I laughed out loud trying to lighten the mood,"Oh honey, I'm sorry, I went for a walk around the village did some shopping, that sort of thing, lost all track of time. I didn't realise my phone was off, I'm really sorry baby, but everything. You have the drive and integrity that I had when I was young too. Because of all those things, I would like for you to consider going to school to get a degree in business management. The reason for that is I think that you would make a great new leader of our business. When I say our business, I really mean businesses; my wife and I own five apartment complexes, three condos, and seven gas stations in the Houston area. We have a home here and a vacation home in Colorado. We've been looking for. I groan in misery and pleasure. It’s been far too long without any intimate touch in my life, and the constant dreams of your hands taking this exact journey are more than I can bear. I wonder briefly to myself if you have these same thoughts about me. I scoff and shake my head telling myself there is no way you see me that way. With wine pumping through my veins I shake off the discouraging thoughts and run my hands up my torso to tweak those luscious pink nipples one more time. My moans. She finally had to get out of bed to pee – and of course, her pajamas had disappeared overnight. She went to put on a robe at least, but the only thing in the apartment was a red skirt and white shirt combo that looked like they might be made of tissue paper, and a dark red overcoat, a bit too warm for the apartment, but suitable for the snow outside. And of course, red fuck-me shoes. After a moment of irritation she pulled on the skirt and shirt – she might as well have been walking around.