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Unexpectedly I trembled as I came, too.
Then, without pause, I stood up and retrieved my skirt, heels and purse as Rosa laid quietly and Marcellus kneeled motionless.
"Bring home sushi, please," I requested as I kissed him on the forehead before strutting off to the elevator.
I didn't look back until I entered the elevator. In the distance I could barely make out their silhouettes behind the back of the chaise.
I smiled the entire ride home.
I smiled the entire week.
I even smiled when I finally looked up Rosa on the Internet to discover that she lost her husband in a car crash 12 years prior and that she promised to pour what was left of herself into her work and her charities.
And I smiled for the next 6 months as we continued to fuck Rosa on Mondays. Well, until when one day I wanted them to fuck me.
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