"I interrupted, "I want you right now!" She could hear the desperation in my voice and smiled friendly, openly. I nodded towards my desk. "Bend over."...he asked first, "My dress?"I ignored her question. "Are you wearing underwear?" No, darling, just as you asked." She turned towards my large desk and promptly bent forwards over it, presenting me with her finest asset.Still seated, I pulled the back of her tight skirt up her shapely thighs. I was purposely slow, and the fabric inched casually up. I was trying to think of anything non-sexual to keep myself from cumming further. Failing in earnest I simply did the best I could to clean up. Had I still been in my twenties I woulda just folded over and sucked myself dry, but as I’m approaching my forties I’ve gained a bit of a spare tire and can’t reach anymore. However, I was able to clean my cock and lower torso, but I had no way to clean the funk from my hands. The smell of sex was permeable in the air. I tried to roll down the. Kathy sat down next to me and pulled out a roll of money and said well babe your wife is now officially a whore. We kissed and I said come on share the details. Kathy wanted another drink and said she would be right back, as she needed to go the ladies room. She returned and I said OK now details my little whore.Kathy smiled and oh yes she knew I would want to know everything. She smiled and said well he fucked me and called me a bitch and a whore and even got a little rough. So here are. Stopping me from giving the smug bitcha severe slapping. She looked into my eyes, then turned her back on me toface Jen."Jennifer," she said. "There's no reason to keep playing this game. Weall made wishes, we've all screwed with each other's lives ..."I noticed her glance quickly over at Tracy, and her mouth turned downinto a slight frown. Then she swallowed, and faced Jen again."I don't know about you," she continued, "but I'm tired of the constantchanges that come from each wish. Just tell.