..Oddly, my husband is no longer here. As I looked down her top she stopped wrapping and raised her head to look at me. I quickly averted my eyes with...embarrassment and flushed red. She just smiled at me and continued wrapping my gift.When she finished she said, “We close at eight. You could leave it here to save you carrying it while you shop and pick it up then if you wish.”“Thank you,” I said, “I will.”As I left the shop I looked back. She looked up from serving the other customer and gave a. When I arrived shortly before 7pm, I pulled into the lot and noticed only about 4 cars parked, which wasn't what I was expecting. Things got even worse after I walked in and took a stroll throughout the place, first the main theater, then the back room, next the sauna and finally the booths ... absolutely nobody. DAMN! I wanted to cry.What do I do? leave and come back another day? No. Or should I go into the theater, watch the movie and cross my fingers maybe? Um, okay, and off I went. So there. "Mr Parker also stripped naked and for his age he had not a bad body. This time he leaned over the desk with his back to me. "On your knees again Alan it's arse licking time." This time I was so shocked I wasn't sure what to do. "Come on now Alan a good personal assistant should know how to lick his bosses arsehole, maybe you need to see how its done?" He pushed a button on the intercom. "Janice, would you come in here for a minute please?" The door opened and the woman from the shop came in. Each message you send you know will be driving me wild. You’re fairly new to the world of dirty texting, so luckily you find a story I sent you, and literally copy and paste examples from him to send back. Like an artist, you practice copying what you’ve seen before, and in time you know you’ll be able to craft filth of your very own. Monday Getting back on Monday night you want a good hard fucking, but know I’ll be busy with work. After tea I give you a kiss and let you know I’m going to go to.