Defiant eyes. He liked that. According to the information he had on her she was twenty-six years old, five foot three, and weighed one hundred and fiv... pounds. His eyes slowly roamed her body. Small framed but well built. He liked that too. She had sable brown hair and wondered if it was her true color. He’d find out for sure in just a little bit. He looked at the papers again. According to that half-wit husband of hers she’s smart, cultured, demanding, fiercely independent, and excessively. The only good thing about my job was that daily time apart fanned the flame of my passion for our evening rendezvous. We’d fall upon each other like wildcats- stripping as we kissed, unable to perform any mundane tasks (like making dinner) until after our bodies had merged. After the dishes were washed, we’d have time to make love- this initial contact was a desperate fuck, often on the floor of her entryway. No words needed to be spoken- our bodies communicating mutual lust. One. She says that her ex husband has her daughter for NYE and asks if maybe I'd like to...rekindle the relationship. I immediately shout "OH FUCK YES!!!! uuhhh, I mean, yeah that sounds ok I guess." Haha. I'm looking forward to it." And walks me to the door and gives me a deep tongue kiss and spanks my ass, "You were the last ass I fucked so I'm excited to get back into the swing of things.So NYE rolls around a I go over there around 10 and she opens the door and is wearing a full latex suit, high. " What?" Never mind."She wouldn't tell me what she was thinking. I knew it must be something important and resolved to pester her about it until she told me what it was.Mondays and Thursdays were my bachelor nights. Patti wanted the time to work and Sandy adopted the same practice of staying late at her office. Smyth and I often got together to have serious discussions, divulging things from our lives that few others had ever heard. He was a complex man, who had never had a close friend with.