Chapter 79

• I watched him look around the table, making sure everyone was minding their own business and thankfully they were. His hand covered my own as I began to wank him over his pants, enjoying the feeling of his growing erection against his expensive dress pants. I could feel him lift his hips up every so sightly to meet my hand.
• Every now and then, I would hear his raspy voice grown softly and I would smile over my glass of wine.
• His own hand that rested just above my knee, make its own tail up my thigh, similar to my own, only he began to dip his hands downwards and I spread my legs open, until he met the wetness that was pooled there.