Melissa, I want you to like me. I want to get to know you as a person. Sunday night was the best, most meaningful sex I’ve ever had in my life. Desp...te that and also because of that, I want to know who the person Melissa is. I think you can be vitally important to me if we give it a chance.”As Paul spoke, Melissa’s eyes got wider and her face had a surprised look that grew to amazement. She said, “Paul, I’ve never wanted more than a casual relationship with good sex before. How are we going to. The pain was clearly visible in those deep blue eyes, but there was something else there too; something new and for both of us, entirely unexpected.What in God’s name had he done to her? Amanda and I had enjoyed passionate, energetic sex many times, but I had never left her as raw or open as this. Her usual tightness was completely gone, her dark cavern loose and slippery around my shaft.My head span as, for the first time in my life, I tasted the bittersweet pleasure of sloppy seconds.The. Either way, I should have been badly burned from lying down buck-naked on the black asphalt baking under the sun, but instead I actually felt really comfortable. When I put a hand down to help push myself up, it sank in and I realized the ground was Tempurpedic. So, at this point, I realized I was dreaming. That took away most of my worries, although this was definitely the most lucid dream I had ever had. It was kind of crazy how realistic everything was, with minute details like scratches or. I quietly cleared my throat to announce my present and Jessica spun round and gave the most welcoming smile. The poor young waitress she was berating looked close to tears. “Everything okay ladies?” “Yes, thank you sir,” Jessica replied as she blocked the waitress from my view. Inwardly I was fizzing. For one thing no member of my team should ever be called stupid and secondly I could have been a client witnessing that outburst. Jessica needed to be taught a lesson. I returned to my office.