She watched me from the mirror approaching her from behind, grabbing her ass making its way across her hips to her bare steamy loins. I kicked the doo... behind me shut as she nudged her butt into me a little closer, letting her loins fire up into my hands and feeling my hard dildo.I grabbed her hips further out from the marble vanity and lifted her dress to reveal her perfect ass and inserted myself into her super wet and throbbing pussy. I watched her moan with passion and agony in the mirror. But I should have expected it. I thought back to the first time I'd seen him. It had been about a year and a half ago. Back when I was still a cop.My partner and I had been in one of the yuppie neighborhoods on the Upper East Side. We got there to discover that there was an argument going on over a fucking parking spot. We told the two guys to act like adults and drove off. Who needed to park at one a.m. anyway? Don't these people have jobs to wake up for?When we got back in our car we heard a. His efforts helped me stand near the top of the newest crop of Mages.He did me another great service; in arranging Duke Roblar's interviews, he had given me the very first slot, and I suspect, dropped a few laudatory remarks in the duke's ear. In whatever fashion, after a scant half-hour meeting, I was offered the position, at the princely sum of 70 gold crowns a year. A veritable fortune to me, after years of struggling on the student's basic allowance of six crowns annually.This was not the. Brent smiled back, she was his wife after all. He’s seen that grin many times before. "Sure, whatever works", he replied, "I mean, it’s nice enough that your company’s paying for this little getaway in the first place, I don’t suppose it’s a lot to ask for you to do a little work while you’re here." He inhaled deeply, smelling the sea breeze coming in off the ocean into the open-air café in the lobby of their beachfront hotel. Brent’s lupine sense of smell always brought him such pleasant.