I need to get going to work. Bye."He hung up the phone and said, "Sorry about that, Kitty." It's okay. I've only met her once, and she made me mad, to...," Kitty responded as she headed toward Jack's door to wake him up.He laughed. "She has that affect on people."Kitty glanced back over her shoulder with a shiver as he walked into the kitchen for his morning coffee. She had no idea what he'd seen in his bitchy ex-wife, but knew that the woman was an idiot for giving him up. He was devilishly. She was fucking reading them! What did she expect to do, understand Corporate America? She was from fucking Hicksville, Minnesota, for Chrissakes!He had to think of something else. He had to keep cool. He-- they needed her cooperation for the plan to get put into effect. Oh, God! She was reading the life insurance policy and was checking the fucking actuarial tables and projected payouts. He was an accountant and he had trouble with those fucking things... Oh Shit!... No, thank God! It looked. I knew what was coming. There it was right at my hole, I could feel him pushing in. I eased back trying to let him in. This went on for like a minute until Bill said "You're too tight I can't get it in" with an obvious frustration in his voice. "Give me the lube" I replied.Once I applied some more lube to myself, then my fingers, I reached back and started to ease a finger into me. I wanted to get fucked as much as Bill wanted to do it. Then another finger went in, Bill just stood there. I shuffled in my chair so I can move up her leg easier getting to the top of her thigh. When she suddenly stopped rubbing my arm. Confused I apologized, “Oh don’t be sorry” she said calmly “I’m just getting hot and want to take my jacket off”.After removing her jacket I noticed that she on the sly undone her top button of her shirt. Game on I thought to myself. She sat down and continued to rub my arm this time instead of rubbing her leg; I pulled my arm away and started to play with her hair..