“Here,” I tell him, handing him a powdered blue box. “Give that to your girl. It’ll make her smile and know that you love her.” Diamond earr...ngs should say something besides “Thanks for the fuck.” * Four weeks later, I am still a mess. But, it grows less and less as each week passes. I have just been informed that my new job may keep me on permanently. I have successfully managed not to drop things there, including my panties. Normal is nice and my life is back to it. This is what I think as I. The house was dark as I made my way to the second floor and down the hall to our bedroom. Only a light from the bedroom as I entered the room finding her not there. There was a sultry voice from the on-suite bathroom as I took my jacket off.“Is that you darling?” she called.“It is beautiful”“why don’t you come in here and join me.” she called in her kitten voice.I walked in to see her in the tub surrounded by bubbles, her hair tied up with a big black hair clip. She was sipping a glass of. .......................... I pulled my wet shirt over my shoulders and stood looking at myself in the mirror, grimacing at my wild hair and mud streaked cheeks. I wriggled out of my knee length skirt and socks leaving my self only in my underwear and paused. I closed my eyes, imagining Bens face and hard muscular body. I felt myself getting wet, liquid pooling in my panties. Slowly I lifted my hand to my slit, my teeth gently tugging on my lower lip. I massaged myself slowly through the thin. He waited until he knew she would be alone in her office and went to see her. "Got a minute?" he asked, in his upper-crust New England accent."Sure I do," she replied pleasantly. "What's up?"Andrew stepped completely into her office and closed the door. "I have a dilemma, and I need help with it." Really? What kind of dilemma, and how can I help?"He reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out an envelope, stylishly embossed in gold. "I got this invitation from a contact of mine,".