“By the way, nice outfit. The jeans were better.”“Car keys,” I replied.“You don’t need them. I’m driving.”Kimber had a Mini Cooper. It...was surprisingly spacious inside once I moved the seat back. As the seatbelt clicked, Kimber took off with a squeal of rubber throwing me back in the seat.“I’m taking you downtown. There’s an art gallery off Hazelton Lanes with an exhibit of a painter I want to see.”She tore down the wealthy residential road and came to a sharp stop. The tires burned rubber when. "Just what I needed to pick me up," Sally confessed, "I--I'm not feeling so well this evening." Have a hard day, darling?" he questioned indulgently."Not really. I just feel sort of... strung out." Probably worrying about the loan. It's making us both tense... I wish to hell we'd hear something pretty soon." Oh, Ray," his wife got up from her sitting position and moved over next to him on the couch, placing her cheek against the flat hardness of his chest, "I'm sure we will hear something soon,. President Taylor, do you have anything to say to this young man?”“Yes, he needs to rest and drink plenty of water for the next day,” John suggested.“Can he sit at his desk?” President Pusin asked.“He may feel sleepy and even experience some dizziness.” John advised“If you need to, call Henzt.” President Pusin directed, “Thank you, Demetri. I’m glad you’re okay.”The young man bowed and left.“President Pusin, I would like to introduce Jenny, my wife,” John announced.“The New United States must be. With little preamble, we slipped out of our clothes, smoked a spliff to help me relax, and had a special cuddle. When we were both feeling giggly stoned, and very comfortable, Nicki brought out the lube, a very large dildo, and a bottle of poppers - which I hadn't needed (except for in a couple of moments of wild greed) for quite some time. Fully equipped, she climbed back onto the bed. I opened my thighs wide, laying back against the heaped pillows, and stroking my already moistly aroused.