The pleasure of this posting…it has nothing directly to do with either me or my wife! Rather, my senior firm colleague, Greg, is forward and center. About 10 months ago we retained a large commercial property firm that needed assist negotiating a substantial remediation project. Their CEO, Brett, has been in almost weekly sessions with Greg. Quite often, their social meetings include Brett’s wife, Lucille. Brett is about 58, 60 or so…his wife in her early 40’s. Greg and I share an observation that she’s a ‘trophy wife!’ All that’s transpired in recent weeks confirms that assessment. Greg, himself late 50’s, enjoys his affairs…though very cautious when it comes to interaction with clients and/or their spouses. I knew early on Greg was drawn to this young lady…he’d make every effort to be the ‘gentleman’ at her disposal…always in context of his client relationship with hubby. The relationship vastly changed about 3 months ago…at luncheon between Brett and Greg. Our firm has been successful resolving Brett’s company matters…Greg and Brett have become quite close. Greg decided to pay his wife a compliment…saying how reserved, classy AND beautiful Brett’s wife has been throughout this period. Brett replied…”You get what you pay for…” and smiled… That one brief statement let Greg loose…! Turns out, Lucille has had two children by Brett…both C Sections. Why C…? Simply, Brett did not want to change her ‘sexual appeal’… How’s that for “trophy” shit…!!! Knowledge has unleashed Greg… Beginning in May, Greg made determined effort to reach out to Lucille… He was successful! From solo luncheons to private trysting at Greg’s club…my partner was able to ‘conquest’ this lovely lady…a client’s wife! Lucille allowed only cunnilingus early on…’protesting’ she did not want to endanger her marriage. Greg had no challenge with her demand…he’s patient…knew his time would come soon for full engagement. ‘Soft’ sex…evolving from cunnilingus to enticing BJ’s, Greg is ecstatic Lucille has become a “regular” for him… Even that changed…evolved…2 weeks ago. I was at our club with another client meet when Greg showed up with Lucille for luncheon. Grant, this club unknown to our client…I was surprised both of them relatively in the open. Our tables didn’t interact…I would never risk his situation. However, I knew Lucille was familiar with me…she distantly nodded a greeting…I returned the gesture. When my client and I finished, he went off…I remained a for table drink. I was aware Greg and Lucille disappeared…BUT learned from my server both had retreated to a private room upstairs. I decided to ‘stick around’…;) Glad I did…! An hour or so passed, and Greg came off the lift and over to my table. He sat down…asked for a drink. I didn’t say a word…I let him have first expression. Greg opened very quickly. Drink in hand, he looked at me…said…”Lucille is fucking good…I can’t believe I let so much time go by…” I asked where she was…Greg explained he left her taking a shower before she headed home. Greg added he understood her hubby’s disposition to her…she’s a sex object. She’s mother to his two sons, BUT her role more inclined to satisfy him at his whim… In turn, Greg learned Lucille treats her husband as the “king of home” and financial “caretaker.” I smiled…didn’t say a word. Greg went on…”She’s a tight cunt…loves playing passive submissive.” I then asked…”Is she amenable to quiet share? I’m thinking you and Trudy (Greg’s wife) might have some fun in the making…?” Greg looked at me…replied…”Perhaps…but I’m thinking…she may be more fun for you and me one afternoon…!” I left the matter right there…never replied. Lord, I wanted to…but not the right time. Lucille subsequently came down the stairs…not the lift…walked over to us. She, business-like, thanked Greg…they shared a casual cheek pet. She moved to me…we shook hands. She seemed to hold a few seconds… I told her it was good seeing her…hopefully she would join us soon… She replied…”Your firm…Greg…has done a fabulous job for my husband…he’s now heavily engaged with the Scot project…up there quite a bit of time. I’m sure we’ll see each other soon enough…” The lady departed…Greg and I moved to the bar…had another drink.