She was driving me mad! I laughed nervously. 'Well, I should probably get some sleep, I've got to carry on driving tomorrow' She took my drink off me ...nd placed them on the floor. 'You know, I can't help thinking you'll be very uncomfortable on that sofa.' 'Oh, it's no problem.' I'm from Manchester, I thought, I'm used to sleeping on a fucking gravel pit. She paused. 'No, I won't let you.' Oh god she wasn't about to kick me out now, was she? Not after I fixed her fridge. 'Oh please. I won't be. He groans and puts his hands on my ass. I flick my tongue against his lips as his fingers tickle my pussy. He pulls away suddenly when a blaring horn kills the moment. A combination of a sigh and groan passes his lips. ‘That’s Shanna, she drove me.’ I laugh. ‘No doubt you’ll fuck her thinking about me.’ He gives me a sharp look, ‘I gotta go.’ ‘Before you go, if you do fuck her think about me doing those things to you. That its me your fucking. My pussy your cock is sliding in and out of.’ I. I'd never had such a chilly reception from company employees when we'd taken over a company in the past. I hadn't been prepared for it this time. I walked over to look at an untended oven. Someone had recently spilled about three quarts of batter, in front of the oven door, and just left it there. If an inspector happened to come by and saw that mess, it would probably result in a write up. I went and found a trash bin and got myself some rags, a broom, and a big metal dust pan that I found. We live a few states apart so we never really got the chance to hang out otherwise. We always flirted when we did see each other, but nothing more ever happened. Until now. We were both a little bit older so she was confident to make the long trip. She was older than me in her early twenties and I would turn 20 later that year. Her being older only turned me on more. She was not shy talking about sex and I know that with her age came wisdom and experience, both in life and in the bedroom. She.