Davis had changed his mind. They both stood in between two book cases when Emily reached into Mr. Davis’s pants and pulled out his cock. She started...to stroke on it as she begged Mr. Davis to fuck her with it. “Please Mr. Davis! I want you to fuck me again with your cock!“ Emily said to him.Mr. Davis relented at first, but as his cock grew harder and harder he couldn’t take it any longer. He immediately stripped Emily down to nothing as the one book case was the only thing from somebody outside. But she broke the kiss and said, “Not tonight buster. I’m way too tired to enjoy it properly.”She added, “Be prepared tomorrow though. I am not going into the Office. I’m going to lie around here all day so I will be rested and ready to kick your ass.” And with that she finished her drink and made her way upstairs.I sat there for a while thinking about what she had said. She HAD been preoccupied for some time and she had also been away from home a lot more than usual. It seemed to correspond. Not only did I not mind his whoring, I found it humorous.I carried Chisum to dinner because the next day, he was going to be tied to the front deck. At least while I stood bye for the digging and pouring of the slab. Once the workers had gone Chisum would be free to run around the house. He would, however, not be free to track through the slab.I stayed up until I was exhausted which was my habit. When I went to sleep, I didn’t dream, at least I didn’t remember dreaming. Which was the same thing. I covered the table with the cloth and set two places very close to each other, facing the mountains. I then lit some outdoor candles and put the wine in an ice bucket to cool. I then went to the bedroom to clean up and change into a dinner jacket and pants. I sprayed cologne on. I have someone I care for, over for dinner. I so wanted to dress the part for her. I returned to the kitchen where she was doing the last touches to dinner. “I set the table on the front porch for dinner. Do you have.