WRONG... It was Emily. I asked "could you get Diana on phone?" -hmm.... but she is voilmiting, she feels sick. "... Ok but give her that phone I want ...o talk with her" ... I felt inside that something is wrong, Emily was lying and i knew it already. She said - maybe call her later. I will tell her that you were calling, bye. "DONT CANCEL THE CALL!".. Call was canceled.... I felt MAD, ANGRY, again I felt cheated (without any evidence), I tried to call again for dozens of times without any. With a calmness I could never have mustered, she said, "Jerry, how are you? You're looking great!" Unh ... Angie?" I was noted far and wide as a smooth talker."Yes, I'm Angie. Was that a question?" You're Angie?" Yeah, Jerry, and I'm pretty sure you are Jerry. Please let me know if in fact you are not Jerry."Gathering myself, I responded, somewhat glibly if I do say so, "Yes of course, I'm Jerry. Jerry Kinsolving. Damn Angie is it really you?"With a good deal of patience she said, "Yes, and. He lifted his face from her sopping pussy and before she knew what happened he had one finger, no two fingers stroking in and out of her velvet heat. With each stroke she felt fuller and fuller, she had no idea how many fingers he had in her and she didn't care. He continued to stroke her inside with his fingers while licking and sucking on her clit. It was too much; she cried out that she was coming again. He had driven her to another mind shattering climax. She was shaking, she could hardly. Our conversations were fueled by sex. Our flirtation and desire had been pushing us to this moment. A few stolen moments together were not nearly enough to cool the need or pacify the curiosity. I knew our relationship was about to escalate. I knew today would be the day that fantasies would be verified or shattered. Things at work were still slow thanks to the Covid-19 situation and we were still running limited employees. I was the only employee in the building today. I told him that tidbit.