I opened the door and said: “Hi! How are you guys?”“We’re doing well,” said the husband watching his beautiful wife staring at my throbbing ...ock, moving up and down with every heart beat. The wife was a natural beauty: soft facial features, beautiful blue eyes, mid-length brown hair and a great ass. She was wearing jeans and a tight, light blue blouse. She wasn’t wearing any make-up and looked reserved; almost shy. She wasn’t making eye contact with me. Her perfume was discrete and rather. My call had indicated that I had some information about their misbehavior, but I had not given any details. The situation they were going through was not good, either. We both knew that reverse engineering very tight code can be a bitch."Look, Mr. Weston, our company cannot do business with you, even if your charges were dropped."I laughed at that."And why would I want to do any business with you? After all, you have put my code into production, and you have been using it in your business for. It felt awesome. She opened her mouth slightly and I slid my tongue into her mouth and our tongues touched. I felt and heard her moan. I dropped one hand to cup her butt and she moaned more. She began to grind into me. The song ended, the house lights came on and we left hand in hand. We went to my car and waited for the lot to thin out so we could leave easily. We sat talking about what happened and I reached over and gently caressed her cheek. She leaned over to me and we kissed again. “Lets. I'd already exposed my pettiness, so I decided to tell all."I'm also angry with myself because I don't know anything about you, except you make my heart go pity-pat when you flash your boyish smile at me. I haven't even asked you any personal questions about your life overall, which at the very least is rude, and at worse should make you wonder if I care about you at all. I don't know if you have any brothers or sisters or even where you live when you're not visiting Phoenix. You obviously.