. oh, hell, the same crap as usual. The weather was OK, early fall and nice for a change, politicians were passing their usual hot air, some damn four...h-generation repeat of a movie that came out of a cartoon was tops on the charts, and who cared about any of it?But I couldn't rid myself of last night. Suppose— well, just suppose.Most days, once I'd waked up enough and had at least one cup of coffee, I'd get on the horn to Lisa, my girlfriend. Sometimes she'd answer, sometimes she was in. I'm just glad, for Diane's sake and mine that you don't think of me that way." That comes from me, too," came Diane's voice from the door to the bathroom. "Jenny, I just heard the last of that. But believe me, you don't have to worry about guys wanting you." She got a devilish look in her eye. "Tell you a secret, girl friend. Some of our best sex has come after you and macho-man here were flirting on a Saturday. I ain't sure he even realized it, but I'm not real slow about things like that. Don. I was hoping it loosen her up a little and slowly I was able to get my cock part way in her. “Oh my god,” I thought, but then suddenly she pushed on me, telling me to stop. As I stopped, and as I leaned up, she squirmed beneath me. I wasn’t sure if it hurt or if she was scared. I tried to keep my cock her, hoping she would relax, but it was obvious she was still scared. I told her, “Try to relax, okay,” and as she nodded, she continued to squirm a little.I continued to try to reassure and. Let’s face it, having a body to die for and working hard to keep it that way always brought the attention of the men in the room, and some women, which made her corporate position that much more enviable. She had her choice of cocks and pussy at any of the companies she consulted for. That was true power. Money, prestige, all the perks were terrific. But the power to simply smile a little or give a raised eyebrow to any of the married men in the room was the ultimate. She had used that.