” David looked around. He saw a pillow that was lying on the couch Julia was sitting on. “Please hand me that.” Smiling sheepishly, David said to Julia, pointing at the pillow with his hand.She took it, but instead of just handing it over to David, Julia stood up and walked towards him and sat down next to him on the couch. She laid a hand on the crotch of David's jeans. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” She told him with a mischievous look in her eyes.What the fuck is happening? David was stupefied by Julia’s unexpected move. He said nothing and tried, with a moderate success, to keep a straight face. She gave it a gentle pat and withdrew her hand. David struggled to hide his amazement. Seeing that encouraged Julia to continue. She ran her palm one more time over his erection.David just stayed still for her to do whatever she wanted. Julia looked longingly into his eyes. She brought her face close to his. Before they knew it, their lips were locked in a deep, passionate kiss. Their. Looking out at the dance floor, I could see a tall lean young man with his arms around a voluptuous older woman, swaying back and forth and staring hungrily into her eyes. I couldn’t see how she looked from this angle, but if I knew anything about her, her eyes were probably glazed over with need as well. I smirked. The gang was all here.“Well, I’m afraid I have other business to attend to, Senator,” I said, giving him a small wave. “Have a wonderful evening.”“You too, Miss Rochester.”I made my way back toward the viewing deck, giving Alain a call. The suspense was killing me. I disliked when things didn’t go according to plan, or worse yet, when something completely unexpected went against the plan altogether. “Alain, who’s this guest you mentioned?”There was a noticeable hesitation on his end before he replied, “‘E is waiting for you in your office, mademoiselle.”I hung up and cursed under my breath, making my way into my private office. It was darkly lit, how I liked it, furnished.
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