Mr. Zigler crooked his finger at me and indicated I should follow him into his private office adjoining the boardroom. He closed the door and told his...secretary that we were not to be disturbed. He offered me a drink of wine that I declined."Miss Glenn, I think you may be able to help my wife and I with a marital problem", he said at last. "You see we have been trying to conceive a child for two years now and we learned that my wife cannot conceive. I have decided that you will make a baby for. She crossed over to a locked weapons cabinet and unlocked and began removing weapons. She had previously put on her back rig and now slipped daggers into the sheaths. Daggers also went into each boot sheath and finally she buckled on her sword belt with matching dagger. She finally hooked her scabbard onto the belt and tested her sword for ease of removal. She turned to Beriwen and announced she was ready and grabbed the rucksack.The two women descended the stairs and found Dunin talking with a. Slipping down my chair I make the shorts seam ride up into my ass, looking down briefly to see the pleasurable camel toe I have given myself and think of all the things I want to do him when we get home. My mind drifts to the erotic times we have done before, showers together where he give me my favourite breakfast before he leaves for work. Cheeky times, where I’ve sat covered in a blanket on his lap and taken him inside me as our friends watch a film, silently tighten around him until he. "Great! I'd rather not wear the bra," she said, putting it back in her room. I watched as she slipped into her shoes and grabbed her purse. "There's spaghetti left from the other night," she said as she kissed my cheek. "Don't be surprised if there's a third for breakfast. If I get lucky," she laughed and headed out the door.There was a third for breakfast both Saturday and Sunday morning. Different guys each night but a similar scenario played out. Stumbling in at about 2 a.m., giggling and.