And I loved her. She opened up to me. There is nothing more powerful or potent that the sexuality of a woman in her late 40s and early 50s. I encourag...d her to explore her sexuality with me. And we did. All of it. We once spent the night in an anonymous hotel and delved into the primal. She straddled me and held her pussy open and pissed over my cock. Marking me out like an a****l would mark out it's territory. Then she sank down and sucked me, licking her own piss from my cock before I flooded. We had finished the meal of rubber chicken, the overdone vegetables and the wilting ice cream concoction they called dessert and now it was time for the purpose of this gathering. I waited as the dishes were cleared away and coffee and tea were served. I watched as Phillip Anthony, the VP of HR rose and walked up to the podium. Finally, after a wild and often difficult journey, it was time.Among those at this table, I was the man: the top guy, President and CEO of General Winding. I had held. "Oh, darling, there's been a terrible accident. Professor Dawson waskilled on the way to the airport! His car was hit by a truck, and hedied instantly!"Dave was chilled to the bone. Who was going to turn them back? 'TheProfessor's notes!' he thought with great difficulty. Laurie had to readthe notes!"Laurie, read the notes!" he tried to say, but all that came out wasgibberish.Laurie released whom she naturally thought was Dave, who was grinningbroadly."Too bad," 'Dave' said with dripping. That seemed strange. But it didn’t change things. Everyone knew they spent a whole lot of time together which had to mean something. And with Darrell Ray’s reputation as a fighter, plus the Rhodes brothers to back him up, no one wanted to risk hustling Bebe when the two of them were all lovey-dovey.All that changed when they weren’t getting along. The other young bucks would start swarming around her like damn flies to honey. Sooner or later, and most of the time it’d be sooner, the redneck.