Ashley glanced at the front page, and then looked up, "Hmmm. Ever spend any time in this part of California?" No, just in the Bay Area and farther nor...h up the coast." Well, then, as a native, I am bound by sacred tradition to show you the tourist attractions that are on the 'required' list. When we finish those, we'll work on electives." Sounds good. I saw the film, Sideways, and wanted to see some of those wineries, too." Oh, do I have some treats for you! Tell you what. This morning, we can. Well, he was having a conversation with her, and she wasn’t listing his faults.“But?” he asked.“But there are always other factors. I don’t know when your company moved into that office, but I do know that there were only so many office suites available just then. Maybe another office location would be cheaper or provide more prestige. That isn’t going to get them to move unless the difference is immense; the cost of moving is too great. Why, you’d have to have your cards reprinted.” That was. She let her hand slip to his thigh and kept up her efforts without interruption. Then she felt his body spasm and buck in orgasm, but, strangely enough, the stream of cum she expected to feel on her tongue never came. The next surprise was Greg’s other hand pushing at her forehead, pushing her off of his cock. She opened her eyes, looking up in bewilderment. Greg was looking down at her with a strange intensity. His right hand was wrapped in a tourniquet-like grip around the base of his member,. Very nice! Champagne? She looked up. On the night table beside the bed was an ice bucket, holding a bottle of Moet & Chandon. Beside the bucket was a single champagne flute. Picture? Did he say picture? Maddy’s mind whirled. Her body rippled with nervous excitement. Nice touch, she thought. Whatever Barrin was up to he was doing a good job of trying to convince her that he’d actually found a stranger to make love to her. Yet she didn’t think he’d let some guy she didn’t even know see her.