After all that travelling, in the end it was a bit of a let-down, to be quite honest. I had no clear expectations of what I thought it would be like, ...ut I’d hoped for a little more than a well-carpeted suite of offices, with cubicles of worker bees droning quietly in the background on phones or computers.The label execs were nice enough and, although they offered tea, we shared a pot of coffee as we went through the little introduction dance of polite chit-chat, and got down to business. I. Yes baby, like that, she murmured, like that, please, just like that'. I was over her now, straddling one of her legs, she was slowly undulating beneath me, her femaleness warm and wet against my leg, she tried to maneuver that leg from beneath me to wrap it around, I could feel her reach down and take agold of my dick and try to get it inside of her. We kissed, hotly, wetly, tongues wrestling and she freed her leg from beneath me, almost immediately she slid me inside of her and I latched. Sara sagged in her chair while Jake sagged against the doorframe and slowly slid to the floor. It seemed like hours, but was probably only about two or three minutes when their laughter gradually ran down. They sat there for a moment, catching their breaths. Sara realized that she still had her hand in her panties, and Jake's penis was still on display, although markedly less erect now. He looked down and went to put it away, and on an impulse she said “No, don't.” He looked up,. At least she wasn't just refusing point-blank to allow entry.Terry spent that evening working in his hotel room. For all his outstanding qualities as a cameraman, Vince was not the most interesting buddy for an after-work session in the bar. Terry was also mindful of his growing waist. A week of reduced alcohol intake would at least let him feel virtuous, even if it didn't actually reduce his weight by much.The time alone allowed him to review what he had so far. Not solving the mystery, just.