She could dimly feel her toes curling, feel herself arching, every muscle tense. She gathered, trying to hold off the inevitable, rising to a peak whe...e everything narrowed down to that heated point. She caught her breath. It was too much. She hung there for a timeless eternity, caught up in the moment.Wave after wave of feeling swept through her. Every nerve was on fire. She shuddered, jerking at the sensations as it continued.She finally sagged against the couch, her hand sliding down to. Thank you for calling. Mister van Walters would like to speak to you, but he’s out of the office just at present. I could give you his mobile number, but it would be better if he called you back, if that’s all right? It won’t be more than an hour, probably less.”“That’d be fine ... you’ve got this number?”“Yes, sir. Is there anything else?”“Not at present, thank you.”It was, in fact, less than half an hour before my phone rang.“Hello?”“Good afternoon; am I speaking to Mister Steven. During the last five days that Greg had been gone, five days of psychological torture to Janet, she had broken twelve dishes, hurt herself falling down the stairs, and had left the checkbook in a shambles. She hadn't enough self control to subtract a few simple figures to keep their bank balance straight.Except for grocery shopping and a trip to the post office to pay the monthly bills, she had not left her house. Most of that time had been spent in the bedroom, where she blankly watched. I stuttered again and sat on one of the Benches. She went ahead and took off her coat and out her arms on her sides and took a sexy pose and said, now do you want to fuck me. She had on a thin transparent top and there as no bra inside. Her nipples stood out as did my cock. Her tight pants accentuated her curves and she pulled down the zips on her two sides and stepped out of her pants. She had on a tiny panty, and had her top off. As I stood speechless, she was out of her shoes and said, lover.