Paul had fallen asleep in the car. Long past midnight he woke up when he heard the door to the building open. Two of his former drivers, Ned and Cory, were on each side of his wife supporting her while stumbling toward the car. Except for the suit jacket, she was naked and barefoot. Ned opened the back door of the BMW and together he and Cory lifted her in. They placed her lying down on the back seat. “Hey, Paul, your wife is a damn good f**k,” Ned said.
“Yeah and she gives good head, too,” Cory added. He slammed the door and both men staggered back to the apartment.
Paul turned around to look at her. She was mumbling incoherently. Her eyes were closed, her bare legs spread. c*m spotted her jacket and oozed from her p***y. Her swollen lips looked as if they were coated with it. The stron
