Writer's POV

No buts, I'll help Pamela cut Charlie off walking seductively towards him.

How about i may you feel good? What do you say? Pamela smirked resting her hands on his chair and twirling the seat making Charlie to face her...

How about we do a quickie? I know you like what you see She muttered massaging his arms, I'll make you feel things you've never felt before, I'll pleasure you the way Lamela has never done she said flirtatiously running her hands through his chest.

She made to unbotton his shirt but Charlie caught her hand...

Don't Pamela, ion want anything to do with you, I'm married to...