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exactly?”
    â€œAh, yes. I’m a international financial advisor. To corporate accounts, mostly.”
    â€œI see. And that requires you to...?”
    â€œAdvise clients on investments and purchases, make them aware of their current and potential financial standings, help companies with budgeting. Eliminate waste. That sort of thing.”
    â€œUh huh... Sounds grand.”
    â€œNot really. Think of me as a large scale accountant. I spend much of my time examining expense files.”
    â€œWell, I bet it’s more glamorous than kitchen work!”
    â€œOnly slightly. But, I like your uniform! It’s how I first saw you, if you remember.”
    â€œYes, all that time ago,” I joke. “When I didn’t know what lowlights were!”
    â€œI still don’t know what lowlights are!” He laughs, then gestures towards the door. “Shall I escort the Lady Kat home?”
    â€œWhat’s the rush?” I ask, sitting back onto the couch. I remove my shoes, and curl up in my place beside the fire. He smiles, removes his jacket and tie, joining me on the love seat. “You look handsome in the firelight,” I say with mock intensity, raising my eyebrows funnily.
    â€œI do?” He laughs. “I should carry one of these around with me all the time!”
    â€œDon’t need it...” I say with genuine affection, my face leaning closer to his. He smiles warmly, and we kiss, with a slowly burning intensity. He never seems to be in a rush, even to make love. Savour the moment; perhaps another of his life philosophies.
    I make my way closer to him and lift myself onto my knees, so I can feel his torso against me. He wraps his arms around me in a tight embrace, and I moan with the pleasure of being held. We kiss deeply, feeling the light flicker off the sides of our faces. I discreetly move a knee to the other side of his lap, effectively straddling him. His hands wander over me, but I can barely feel him through the bodice of the dress. I reach back to unzip it, if only to let him know that I want him to, and he gratefully takes over. He lifts the satiny material up my legs, over my hips, where his hands find my ass. I feel his erection through his pants, and I move against him. Soon, he grabs me and pulls my hips against his, grinding into me, as well. I can feel myself wanting him very badly this time, and I wonder if my moisture might wet the front of his expensive slacks. I raise my arms, so that he can lift the remainder of my dress over my head, and again I am naked in front of him. I feel my luxurious locks fall over my shoulders, and I feel as attractive as I’ve ever felt, here by the firelight, as well.
    We continue to kiss, as I reach for his zipper, this time without any apprehensions. I unbutton his pants, as he works on his own shirt. When each arm is out of it, his strong hands feel up my torso, my breasts, my hair. I feel the warmth of the fire on my back. I attempt to pull his pants down slightly, to allow me access, but he almost won’t let me. With him ignoring the fact that I want to get to him, I become more brazen, and reach down the front of his pants. I feel him immediately, and make room to pull his erection up in view. It feels warm and strong in my hand, and I feel a smile spread across my face as I grip it.
    Stephen leans forward, kissing my breasts, thoughtfully taking each nipple into his mouth, and I struggle to keep hold of his cock as he does so. It’s almost as if he’d rather please me. My fingers dance over the tip, simply because it’s all I can reach at the moment.
    His hands grip one of my breasts while he kisses the other, with his second pulling me against him by my waist. This hand drifts over my ass, between my legs, towards my pussy. He tongues my breasts, while his fingers move over my opening, feeling my wetness. I moan into his mouth, giving up on his cock for the time being, and enjoying the feeling of his