“Mr. Price, it appears that you chose not to heed my caution to you when we last met.” Ah Lam said and not waiting for my response she motioned m... to come close, “Please Mr. Price I think you should be seated as we talk.”I walked over to her pulling a chair away from the wall to seat myself facing her, my gown covered knees very near hers. I was conscious of how far down the neckline appeared as I seated myself and tugged it up to cover my breasts better.“I wanted to talk to you about the. I moaned louder, and my hand naturally grabbed his cock hard."Do you think you could handle me?"I licked my lips, not knowing what he truly meant."Yes, I could handle anything you gave to me. Just, mmmm... god your finger feels so good, please take me home! I know I can fuck you so good!"His other hand came up and he pinched the nipple closest to him, causing another loud moan from me."Shut up before you draw attention!"I bit down on my lower lip and looked at him pleadingly."Oh God, please. Just got off the phone with her.”“How is she?”“She’s fine.”“I’m glad,” she said dismissively. She took a sip of her martini and looked him in the eye. “How are you?”“I’m fine.”“Are you sure?”“Pretty sure. What makes you think I’m not?”She stirred her drink with the cocktail sword. “You look a little disheveled. Your hair’s a bit messy. You haven’t shaved. Your shirt collar is twisted. You look like the kind of man who is used to having a woman groom him. Clean him up a little before he goes off. There was a party we had go to, and I knew this wouldn't fly with my husband, since I knew he would want to join and would wish he could have Shari. I responded to Shari. I wrote, “Wow what a great offer. Thank you for the kind words. I am honored that you enjoyed my pictures. I know my husband must think you are amazing as well. Could you message me please? We are going to a party Saturday, and I want to ask you something too.”We played email Tag as well as we chatted. She wanted to go to the.