I noticed blonde Kayla still stood at the end of the bed. She seemed to be in a state of shock. I gave her a little smile and Kayla gave me a strange ...mile back. I first interpreted her smile as timid, but thought maybe the smile meant "I can't believe you just fucked my friend!". She lowered her head so we no longer had eye contact.Whatever! Be that way! Why be shy with me now? You stroked my dick not that long ago! I stared at her to try to communicate "please stroke my dick again" but Kayla. A want that could never be fulfilled. A fantasy that I would use as soon as I got home.She shifts on her seat, her knee rises slightly and the meeting of her thigh and her stocking comes into view. Does she know I’m watching her, is she showing her legs off on purpose? All day my thoughts are on her, I can barely work, if only I could find somewhere private to relieve my frustration. I think of the bathroom in the office building, too many people, someone would hear me, even being away from my. "Jennifer, go get the Bentley please, we'll meet you out front."Jennifer leaves and Susan gives me a long appraising glance beforesaying, "Amanda, what are we to do with you?" Have I displeased you, Mistress? I shall do better, I swear, pleaseallow me to stay."She raises her brow, and says, "it's time to go."We walk through the foyer and Susan sets the alarm and locks the door.I hold the door and assist Susan into the Bentley, and climb into thepassenger's seat.Chapter 6We arrive at the. It's funny, he was a jock, a brain, had his own car, and never noticed the girls that were wanting him to ask them out. He would dance with me at school dances, and always with his body the approved distance from mine. And he would dance with other girls, and it would be the same way. He would take their hands and skate with them during a couples skate, and not expect anything for it. Some even thought he was gay, but most of us knew he was really just a gentleman.”“Well, you know my mom Kim..