I was hoping for things to get a little farther tonight. I sat up from my bed and walked over to my walk in closet. My parents had put in a secret roo... in the back for me. I pressed the button and the door opened. I stepped inside and looked around. It was full of sex toys, outfits, whips, and vibrators. I took of my micro mini, sports bra, and thong. With a quick glance around I picked out a purple lacy pair of panty's and a purple and black corset. The corset was open at the boobs so they. I got the overall impression they wanted the guy to drop it.I was right. Nerstein smoothly interjected, “Well, let’s table that for the moment, shall we. We can develop some responses more closely attuned to local needs.” The rest of us just nodded.We all took a potty break at that point, and when Miller headed out to the bathroom, I leaned over towards Jack Nerstein and asked quietly, “Do you think I should mention my wife is a Democrat and a Catholic to him?”Jack, who I had met a few times. She heard Dean snort from behind her and wanted to turn and glare at him, but didn’t. She wasn’t supposed to know him. She was supposed to be here on a romantic evening out with her boyfriend, not as the department’s ‘sitting duck’ as she liked to think of herself. ‘It’s okay, honey,’ Gabe said, reaching out and patting her hand. ‘She’s a little nervous. I told her I have something important to talk to her about tonight and she’s been a wreck since then.’ Kaylee gave Gabe a stare that should. Joe... gotta stop..." she panted as her legs relaxed their grip on my head and she lay, loose-limbed and acquiescent, despite her gasping request that I stop. I don't know if her post-orgasmic remorse was the cause of her compliance or if the pleasure was such that she couldn't fight it but I didn't care. I wanted to fuck her and her continued submission to my oral assault was helping me to achieve my goal.I could hear her sobs and her hands fluttered about my head, one moment weakly pushing me.