It stayed up, only just, and I allowed myself a sigh of relief. The cue ball, with a mind of its own bounced off the jaws of the pocket opposite the e...ght ball and rolled slowly along the rail. The cue ball gave the eight ball the slightest of kisses, dropping the black into the pocket and staying up itself. My sigh of relief turned into a shocked gasp. "I think you'd better have a seat Mike, you don't look very well," he laughed and went to the bar, leaving me slumped in my chair in. Nicky had arrived. She stood outside the office door listening to the muffled sounds of the men in the room, tearing at each other’s throat. From the glass windows she could see Eric’s eyes were blazing with fire. Robert’s face was in a mask of fury, no not fury, more like frustration at Eric’s stubbornness. She knocked on the office door, entering without being asked. ‘Sorry to interrupt, but I would like to clear up something. It wasn’t Mr. Duncan’s fault. I took the initiative to persuade. “Do you want to kiss my boobs Danielle?” “Yes.” Laura rejoined us and kissed her on the lips as my tongue rolled over the candy pink teat of her nipple. I did the same with the other until her breasts were moist with my saliva. Then I sucked them, drawing them into my mouth with a gentle suction. Sammy moaned satisfyingly. I kissed her little boobs all over and then I just continued to plant kisses in a line down, past her belly button. Inch by inch my lips moved towards her pussy. My. I could tell Jenn was nervous too. ‘That’s ok, I might like it.’ I smiled back at her as I sat down on the couch. She smiled at me. ‘Maybe later’ she said with a rye grin. ‘So..’ I sighed. ‘So.’ she replied. ‘I think he wants a divorce.’ ‘Jenn.. I’m so sorry. Why? I mean.. why do you think that? And.. well why does he want a divorce?’ ‘He just.. ‘ I could tell she was close to tears ‘I don’t think he loves me any more’ With that she broke down and started crying. I put my wine glass down and.