I looked at Henry. Sex His fingers softly traced around the nipple and areolas of my breasts. “Well yeah… but your husband and you, when you were having sex…. “LET ME SEE THE DRESS WHEN YOU’RE DONE SUSAN!” one woman yelled. He pushed them down, bending down to help me step out of the jeans, still in my heels. He stood up, looking at me in the mirror. I went through the kitchen, making a list of things we needed, loaded coupons on my cell phone and tried to call Courtney’s cell. It was sincere. “I love sushi.”
“Good, a place in Kennesaw I know.”
I nodded. I went into the bathroom, went into a stall and broke down crying. Koogi let out a slight moan. I reached under his shirt, lifting it above his head. I couldn’t move. I moved my arms to cover my stomach, he held them down. He began rubbing my clit. She looked at him and smiled, they were on a fucking date! “What…”
“Shhhh.” He said in my ear as he turned me towards the mirrors. I was exhausted, sore and thoroughly satisfied. “I would love to have you for a weekend.” He told me, kissing my ear.
