When I felt her suddenly go limp I raised my head and looked up at her, only to find her beautiful blue eyes staring back at me, hooded with arousal. ...��God, boss! You’re every bit as good as all the notes on the wall in the ladies room said you were!” I laughed, knowing she was kidding. Leave it to Marci to lighten such an intense moment, reminding all of us that sex should be, first and foremost, fun and enjoyable! “Thanks Marce, so glad you enjoyed it; I know I sure did. Oh, and by the way, I. ”“All right, boys, where’s the car?” she asked.“Hello, Ms. Donna, Jason. It’s the stretch over there,” one of them, blonde and bearded, said. “Size of your party, it was either a stretch, or two cars.”“Please tell me arrangements have been made for Mistress Wolfling tomorrow...”“Yes, Ms. Donna,” the other one, bald with a Thunderbird tribal tattoo on his head, said. “A car will be sent by the St. Regis to pick her up.”“If you’ll follow us...”As they walked toward the waiting limo, Jason. My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you. It was a corporate logo. Apparently Mr. K. owned the property under construction. There was a light on in a temporary building near a gate in the chain-link fence. I knocked on the door of this trailer, and asked for “Mr. K.” The man gave me some boots to put on and a hard hat, and told me to follow a path marked with sheets of paper printed with arrows and stapled to the wooden construction railings. The building had lamps here and there, but he gave me a flashlight as well. The arrows led.