I pushedthe button for the next floor up, and walked up thestairs the rest of the way. I was quite out of breathwhen I returned to my desk. I saw ther... was an E-mail waiting for me. I didn’trecognize the return ID. I paled when I read it. “Don’t say a word or you’ll regret it.” That’s all. Thewoman was brazen, or insane, enough to sign her name.Tina. For the rest of the week, I took the stairs. I couldn’timagine facing that madwoman again. The next. I slowly began to run my tongue up him. Licking over and around. Slowly teasing just to work up as much intensity as I could. The next thing I know Shamita is kissing him very slowly and erotically. She was running her tongue along his neck while I continued to run my tongue, hot and wet, all over and around finally putting my mouth where each light thrusting motion was telling me it needed to be. Slowly going up and down, up and down. Stopping only long enough to run my tongue over and around. We usually hang out for a couple of hours until the music’s thump and alcohol’s buzz gets her horny, then we go home and fuck for another hour or so.That night Kate was more playful than usual. Between dances – which means during drinking – she would teasingly rub my inner thigh occasionally pressing against my crotch just often enough that I would keep an erection. Did I mention she loves keeping me with a bulge; it turns her on more thinking that other girls get turned on seeing it.We’d be. Then it just fizzled out. Sex became a chore andthat, ladies and gentlemen, is a fate worse than death. So much for trashyromance novels about happily ever after. We hardly saw each other. When we did, it was for a less-than-romantic televisiondinner. Wheel of Fortune became more interesting than him. When we tried totalk, it boiled down to the same thing ? bear his children, stop working andiron his socks. No, he wasn't violent or aggressive about it but he kept goingon about how Tom, Dick and.