Did I get off before we were interrupted?" You were far too drunk." Did you?" Eventually. It's very detumescing when you complain about how dull our s...x life is." Even adultery gets boring in the end. Anyway, it's an alibi." Of a sort - you were shagging the security director. And my alibi?" You were shagging the technical leader. Sounds like conspiracy. Why didn't you call me in?" I did. There was no response. You were so drunk, I didn't expect much help" Sorry. I'll go and see what I can dig. I look around and see we are tightly packed like sardines, again her buttocks rubs against me, it’s as she knows exactly where I am she is more deliberate, she grinds in a circular motion, I stand up straight and lean forward adding to the pressure only for it to be reciprocated, she’s playing with me, I think to my self. With my left hand I snake it around her waist and feel her stomach, soft and warm the warmth only a women can offer. She moves her hand to meet my hand and then guides it to. Plus the last time I did that, it was so much fun! The rest of my outfit included a little red mini skirt, white lacey blouse, and a pair of really silky sheer-to-waste Nude pantyhose to go along with my nude high heels.I had propped the door open and was waiting for Billy on the couch with my legs crossed and miniskirt hiked up so you could almost see my thigh (love those sheer to waist nylons!). He walked in and immediately dropped his pants which to my pleasant surprise, he was already. ..” I read his nametag. “ ... Dubois, you’ve made a mistake,” I said.Dubois smiled at that, but then, faster than I thought the fat fucker could move, punched me in the stomach, hard enough to knock the wind out of me and bend me over. Then he pushed me back up against the door, slamming my head into the door frame. “I didn’t say you could talk, so keep your mouth shut.”“But this is my house!” I protested.“Yeah? You always try to break into your house? You got any proof this is your house?”I.