” Oh, fuck this was one of the most erotic experiences of my life. Sitting in this leather chair in a darkened room, it was just her and me. I could...feel that my mini skirt had ridden up baring my thighs to the smooth leather. My pussy was juicing up, and all the time I could feel her, her breath, her hair, her perfume and her warmth as she moved around me.“It’s B,” I announced, proud as a pre-schooler with a correct answer. She stepped away, and I could hear the click of her heels on the tile. The only who had seem to know him was the IRS whohas seized all his property. It took the President of the US to get itback for him. Well he would always have his vote!But despite his vast achievements did any one take his picture or featurehim in magazines. That was a laugh. It was always the other one; his enemywho got the attention, personal and public that was rightfully his. Iguess the press feel a geeky nerd like me has as much appeal and glamouras a sack of dead mice! Riley said. I suddenly felt someone next to me, but by the smell of whiskeyI knew it wasn't Jenny. "So here all alone? How about a little company?"He asked. I politely told him I was here with someone and turned back tomy texting. "I didn't see you here with anyone, unless you are with thatgrandpa that brought you here. Why don't we take a little walk around thegardens out there and we can learn more about each other?" He started tomove closer, and I tried to stand up but he grabbed me and pulled me. I could barely act normal the following morning when I entered the kitchen to find Rebecca there alone, again in her short nightgown. “Where’s Chris?” I enquired. “I asked him to go get some bagels. He just left.”She then asked, with a sweet smile “Would you like a banana while we wait?” I wasn’t sure just what was coming (so to speak!) so all I could do was reply “Why not?” as she lifted herself up onto the bar. “Where are the bananas?” I asked, genuinely puzzled and, in response, she.