He would probably have introduced her to it, but she chose to walk out on him a few weeks before their wedding, by hooking up with his best friend and...best man. Nice feeling getting stood up, he thought sarcastically. Bitch, he muttered under his breath. He new that Brett and Nicola – Nic – was expecting their first child together and happily married now. He shook his head to try and distract the train of thought he was on. What was it about this particular woman that made him, want to bend her. I grabbed her ass, pulling her toward me so she could feel my hard cock pressed up against her."Did my dirty girl fuck herself in a public bathroom?" I asked her."Yes," she replied."And is she going to be my little cocksucker now?" Yes," she repeated, and got down on her knees. Then she pulled me into her mouth. Deeper. Deeper than she ever had before.When she started to gag, she pulled back, but then composed herself and tried to get me deeper. Her throat was trying to push me out, but she. ”“Steve, how’s your business?”“With the NASDAQ meltdown and the knock-on effects of the ‘dot com’ crash, things are tough at the moment, but we’ll get through it.”“I suspect your principles are causing you more pain than most companies would tolerate.”“At least I have some principles.”Noel shook his head, “I once told you we weren’t all that different.”“And you were terribly mistaken. But I’m not here to debate philosophy, or business, or ethics, or anything else; I’m here to support Samantha. She'd said she was going out with friends, which I'd guessed meant she was fucking whoever took her interest at the moment rather than having a steady. I marched up the stairs and knocked on the door."Go away, asshole," she said patronizingly.I'd been promising Brick I'd replace that door anyway since I cracked it one night when I was too drunk to turn the lock. I drove my shoulder into it. The sound of cracking wood gave way to B.A.'s scream of terror as the door caved and I walked in.She was.