Unfortunately she had burned some bridges at the firm when she brought the divorce action. She was now in negotiations with the other partners to have...them buy out her share, but they never returned her calls, nor did they show the slightest inclination to do so. All her calls were referred to an attorney, who she was told, would be the sole point of contact.In her frustration at being stonewalled by the firm, she had called Joyce Davis, someone she had known for years. Joyce was the chief. His hand under my buttocks was also doing things.I was too terrified initially; and later on, too mesmerized by the feel of his large palm cupping and fondling my breasts and his fingers poking my butts to react for quite some time. It felt like I was in a stupor. This must have gone on for about one or two minutes.Slowly it dawned on me that what I was letting him do could lead to complications. I gently tried to push his hand away from my breasts and tried to steady myself. I did not want to. I dip down and we kiss allowing me to handle her mature boobs. They’re not as firm as my ex-GF’s, warm, lovely and soft. Her stomach is more pronounced as she sits there. However it doesn’t detract from her womanly shape. Still stroking my dick she swishes the water with her free hand and announces, “Ready.”I offer my hand. Releasing my dick she takes it and steps into the bath. As she settles down my dick is at eye level and she can’t resist giving it some more enthusiastic strokes. The. “As I thought...” Father Olvey reached for a chair and pulled it to the end of the bed; his assistant following suit. “Please bear with us. There's a lot to explain.”James nodded as they took their seats and Haydn set down the things he was carrying.“I'm sure this all seems very incredible to you” Olvey continued. “Not just where you find yourself now but some of the things you've seen over the last... well, it's been almost a year since you left us.”“You could say that” James replied dryly,.