’ ‘Why are they letting you take so much?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. I guess they figure there are plenty of people to take my place.’ No. I...had learned in some business class that it’s much easier to keep a customer than to get a new one. If they could sign us all up to go here for the rest of our lives, they would. ‘What’s the real reason?’ ‘Why does there have to be a reason?’ What was he hiding? ‘There’s always a reason.’ He was avoiding my eyes. ‘You know the reason. Tell me.’ He was as. Ithought what the hell and put my hand down on her pussyto massage her back. Surprise! She had lifted her dressand was not wearing panties! That got me going. Ifuriously rubbed her pussy because I knew when the musicchanged she would be gone. I sure wanted to know who shewas! The music did change and she (whoever she was) pulled measide so no one could find me. When the next songstarted she took my cock out again and knelt down andput in her mouth. I thought ‘wow!’ this girl is. This had the desired effect, I grab her head to make sure she wouldn't pull back and let my load go down her throat. After a few deep thrusts, I let pull back and I kissed her more.I grab her and threw back on the bed and I lay down beside her and we did more foreplay. It surprisingly did take us a long time to get hard and ready for more. As we were kissing, I started to rub her pussy, thankfully I had lube in my nightstand, for my occasional wanking. Again, I was rubbing her pussy gently on. Without raising his voice he demanded. "Answer me!"There was a confident self-assurance in his body language, which made mefeel inadequate and unable to tell him to 'piss off' I finally croaked."Yes..." Sir!" he said coldly, again looking pointedly down at my groin."Yes Sir," I stuttered feeling embarrassed at calling this stranger sir."Good boy!" he said. His eyes swept back up my body, recapturing mine."Name?" Dick, Richard Bell Sir," I half stuttered unable to refuse the questionunder his.