" I led her to the bar. "Let's have a drink to celebrate. What would you like?" Well, I guess if I'm going to be a lawyer's wife, I have to learn to d...ink like one. What would you suggest?"I made her a gin gimlet and poured a Scotch for myself. I turned the lights down. We sat on the chesterfield in front of the fireplace. "I took a big chance tonight," I said."What do you mean?" You could have said 'no' and made me look like a jerk in front of all those people." Not bloody likely. But when I. I smiled inwardly. ‘I’m new here. I wouldn’t want to challenge someone who’s been here since you rolled out the very first version, if what I hear is true,’ I shrugged resignedly. ‘I’ll talk to him,’ she reassured me. ‘Did you get an invitation to the party?’ ‘What party?’ I asked as the email notification box for my email program popped up. ‘There it is.’ It was from Jenny, our project manager inviting us to a party at 7pm. ‘What’s it for?’ I asked Uemura. ‘Beats me,’ she lifted her. ” I turned to discover she had shifted herself in the seat with open legs facing me as she rubbed her swollen clit. There was no possible way I could resist any further “ Not if this don’t bother you.” I said as I bent forward placing my hands on her fiery hips and then running my tongue between her sweet pink lips. “ OH GOD” she squealed as her hands slammed on the back of my head and her fingers became entangled in my hair. Lost in my lust I drove my tongue deep into her depths as she thrust. * For the next few weeks, Tracy finds herself frequenting the guest room more often than she used to. Each time she drives herself to that epically intense climax with her new toy. Some days she even fulfils her fantasy of taking the big black thing into her mouth, pretending she's giving the guy from the adult store a blow-job. Tracy always fantasizes about this mysterious dark-skinned male, but she never once considers cheating on her husband... until one of her single friends tells her about.