After talking about the bet, I stand up and head to the table where Casey sits with the woman. I grab her hand and lead her down the hall.

A room is at the end of the hall, and I open the door. Closing and locking it, I look at Casey and say. "Get on the table."

She moves to the table and spreads her legs apart for me.

Thata girl.

My hand trails up her dress and finds her wet underwear. I force her legs apart and press my hand against her clit.

She cries with pleasure and starts rocking on my hand as two fingers play with her throbbing clit.

I let my mouth fall to her neck and started sucking on it, leaving love bites on her neck. I feel her juices wetting her underwear until they're soaked. Slapping her on the thigh on her pussy, she explodes around my hand, and then I pull the fabric away and start moving my fingers up and down on her wet flesh.

She throws her head back and moans my name. "Austin," she looks at the bulge in my pants. "I fucking need your cock."

Removing my fingers from her pussy I replace them with my latex-covered cock. I slam home, and she moans again with pleasure.

"You've got my cock, sweetheart. Always, will." I  continue to piston in and out of her pussy, trying to get my release.

When it happens, I pull out of her and remove the protection before throwing it into the trash can.

She pulls her dress down, covering herself. "I'm going back out there to join my friends. You should do the same." Opening the door, she walks out with a smile on her face.

I zip my pants before walking out of the room and over to my friends.

Ronnie has a sour look on his face as he watches Casey. He then turns to me and says, "I heard you in the room with her, making her go wild. I can't do that to my wife. With Casey, though, everything is possible." He turns his attention back to my girlfriend, who's on the dance floor with her friends.

I am presented with a glass of beer, which I pick up and drink.

Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I check Facebook and see a few notifications from the reunion page, and people have tagged me on it.

Ronnie Abercrombie: @Austin Wilde 10 more days until the reunion. Can't wait for it.

Alex Hunt Jr: @Ronnie Abercrombie @Austin Wilde, looking forward to seeing you too. It's been too long

Austin Wilde: @Alex Hunt Jr: It has been a long time. Are you still the Sports Doctor for the Lakers?

A new message. One's up on the screen from Mischa Coleman.

Mischa Coleman: 10 more days until we meet with our peers again. I'm looking forward to discovering what you've all been up to since school let out ten years ago.

Austin Wilde: @Mischa Coleman, everyone knows what you've been up to. You update Facebook often, and we never miss a moment of your life.

Mischa Coleman: @Austin Wilde, you can't talk. How's the Lawyer life treating you, buddy? Do you have any famous clients on your books?

Austin Wilde: @Mischa Coleman, you know I can't tell you who my clients are. It would be a breach of confidentiality.

After that, I exit the Facebook app and look at Nina.

She's looking over at Ronnie, whose eyes are on Casey.

"Ronnie," he looks over at me and says. "What?"

"Why don't you go over to your wife and see if she needs another drink or something?" Standing up, I walk down the stairs and head to the dance floor where my fiancé is dancing.

A smile spreads across her face as she sees me approaching her. When I get closer to her, she wraps her arms around my shoulders. Over the music, she yells. "What took you so long to come over?"

"I was drinking, and then I noticed a few guys with their eyes on you, and I want them all to know you're taken." Lifting her hand, I make sure she's still wearing the ring I gave her. It's still on. "Do you want to get out of here shortly?"

"Yes, I was hoping you'd say that. Can we have a quickie on the roof before we leave? I've heard about the private entrance for that."

Grabbing her hand, I say. "Let's go."

She leads the way down a dark corridor, and at the end is a door that says 'Private.' Pushing it open, we step inside and climb many stairs to reach the top. A door at the end of another hall has a green sign that says 'Exit.'

"What are you doing in here?" A male yells. He steps out of the shadows.

Casey whispers in my ear. "I've got this. Don't say anything at all." She looks up at the guy and says. "Hey, Miguel. My fiancé and I wanted some privacy; the best place for that is on the roof. I thought you wouldn't mind one of your best customers getting some quiet time with her beau."

Miguel looks me up and down, trying to size me up, but it doesn't work.

Holding my hand out, I say, "I'm Austin Wilde, one of the best lawyers in the city. If you need help, give me a call."

Ignoring my hand, he turns his attention back to Casey. "This is the last time I will turn a blind eye. You should be treated like the rest of my customers, not get special treatment, and show strangers my rooftop, even if you're claiming he's your fiancé."

She walks closer to him and kisses his cheek. "I'll see you next week for the photoshoot," she says.

A smile spreads across his face. "Of course you will, and the one in Spain the following week." He moves away from her and heads for the door. "Have fun, kids."

Kids? I'm not a freaking kid, and he knows it. I'm a grown man who makes up his mind about things.

Casey pulls her dress over her head. Grabbing my hand, she pulls me through the exit door, and we end up on a beautiful rooftop with a garden. Lights hang across the roof, and in the middle is an Angel fountain.

A few lounge chairs face a pool, and a brick wall in the corner is hidden by boxes.

"Let's go over here." Casey drops her dress on the floor, and she pulls her underwear off, laying them on top of the dress. "Come and get me, big boy."

I strip off my clothes and leave them in a pile next to her. Grabbing her butt, I pin her against the wall. "I'm going to fuck you hard, baby. Just like the slut you are."

She licks her lips. "Go for it, Austin."