She'd set that up early on too. He would believe her, she'd done it before. A massage, a sauna, sleepover in an oxygen room, then another morning ritu...l. She'd come home relaxed and ready for the week. It was the perfect cover.She left with her overnight bag and drove to a gas station, where she changed into her sacrificial uniform. Then, she drove straight to the address they'd listed. She locked her belongings in the trunk and walked to the door with nothing in her hands except a small white. Amy had a lot of work to do, so she went off to her office, promising to come over at lunchtime. I spent the morning pondering, my good fortune. How on earth did I manage to sleep with the hottest girl at work? And more amazingly, I now had a girlfriend.My phone rang around 10am, it was reception, my mum was phoning wondering where I was, they put her through. I told her I'd left a note saying I was going out, yes she saw the note, but it didn't say I was going to be away all night. I told I'd. She looked over at Jon’s prick, which had perhaps lost some of its erection in his concentration on her, but was still very respectably firm and, she decided again, a pretty specimen. She was going to suck it again for him while he did her. She pulled Jon towards her so that his cock, which now began again to achieve its full erectile potential, was conveniently near her mouth. She closed her lips on it and moved up and down the shaft, pausing at the top of each stroke for a lengthy, lubricious. She looked confused, and he laughed.“Come on, Janet. We can’t just fuck like bunnies all the time. We need to get to know each other too.”His use of the term “fucking like bunnies” was similar to what her husbands might have said, but so different in its tone that it wasn’t crass at all. It got a smile, in fact.“It’s nice to know a man can be interested in something other than sex,” she said.“Don’t get the wrong idea,” he said. “I’m very interested in the sex. I’m ready to go right now. You.