I thought fuck him who does he think he is, he can go fuck himself I m not going anywhere near him the prick,but as the day went on I began to think a...out it I could not get him out of my head ,and being straight with myself I wanted to see him again,as my end of working day approached I thought why not,called my wife said I had to go do a quote and would be late home.I got to the station early,visited the loo but it was empty, walked upstairs, there he was waiting for me .good you are. But now you’re back, after all that’s happened with you and Chris, what happens next?”I knew this had been coming and had spent half the night awake or sleeping only fitfully as I struggled with the question Dave had just asked. In truth, I’d been so keen to accept both parts of Chris’s road-trip offer that when I’d accepted and worked on Dave to accept, I’d not thought through the long-term consequences. Having crossed the Rubicon in the grandest and most unequivocal of styles, what lay on the. Quickly he devised a plan. A small adjustment to the bill and his expense account would reflect a dinner for six to regain a client. The cash in his hand would cover the additional expenses of the evening. They left with a bottle of schnapps. As they passed through the vestibule and out into the storm, Don slipped his hand into Maggie's coat pocket then wrapped his arm around her shoulders, providing comfort against the blowing snow. Maggie pulled her coat collar up around her neck, then slid. They came together, hard and completely and wonderfully until he collapsed atop her, both of them gasping for air, sweaty and spent.“Wow,” he said, nuzzling her neck, licking the sweaty folds of her sexy wrinkles.“Wow doesn’t come close,” she sighed, letting him feast on her throat.His dick wilted inside her, slipping out of her pussy as he kissed her cheeks, then lips, then gently the red bulb of the knot on her head.“I’m so sorry about causing that,” he said with a gentle smile.“Funny,” she.