A familiar voice drew him up short as he stepped into the elevator again. “Kevin, wait.” Felicia walked toward him, her pace quick and her express...on troubled. She was dressed much the same as the two girls who had drawn him up here, her lush curves bound in lycra, and her hair tied up in a little tail that bounced from her gait. The elevator door started to close on him, and he slapped a hand against it to make it retreat. As soon as she was close, Felicia asked in an anxious whisper, “Are. “Shit.” Lena held onto him, the cum welling over her hand, and looked around. “I need something to wipe this up.” She found a cloth in her door pocket and patted her hand and his cock dry of cum. “I’m sorry.” Colin was somewhat embarrassed and very surprised at the power of his reaction to the situation. “I just… all of those thoughts about us while we were having lunch… I guess…” Lena smiled and kissed him lightly. “It’s oaky. It was an amazing reaction. I’ve never had anyone react like that. He told her that he only saw her for two months a year and he was going to keep her every day the court said he was allowed to. That didn’t make her too happy--not that you could tell much difference.”“I offered to pick her up at the airport Sunday but your Mom vetoed that idea,” Brock said with a laugh. “I think she’s afraid we’ll run off to Vegas or something.”Mel shot a knowing look at Brock.“Jenny might just want to,” she said. “I got so sick of hearing your name that I’d walk away from her. Henry couldn't bring himself to tell me he'd be working for almost half what he'd been earning to that point, and his manner changed somewhat. He couldn't talk to me or look me directly in the eye, and when he started giving me less money than usual for personal things, I started wondering if he was possibly giving the rest of the money to someone else." You thought he was having an affair," Laura said shocked."That's what happens when you can't say what's really happening; you start thinking.