“Yes,” said the voice over the intercom, just muffled enough for Maddie to not be totally certain that it was Johnny’s.“Madeline Myers,” she...said, keeping her response neutral in case anyone else was listening.“Come on up,” came the reply as the door buzzed and unlocked.Much to her relief, Johnny answered the door himself, wearing a short, terry cloth robe. He looked fresh from the shower, which he had been taking, explaining that he had come to the apartment right from practice.He quickly. Late night sailings from Seattle, especially on a Friday, seemed to always leave exactly on time. Vickie was positive that the captains took perverse pleasure in making sure any poor harried commuter who dared be as much as one minute late was stranded until the next morning. She usually tried to leave work early and aim for the late afternoon sailings, but today had been just one of those days where absolutely nothing went right. Barely catching her breath, she scampered up the hard metal. Again she stressed me that I have sick behavior when I try to look at her naked all the time I have the occasion. I looked at her with a puzzled face because she wasn’t angry at all despite the severe thing she was telling me. Than she told me that now I was surely have my “problem” and that we had plenty of time to pass in the car and she didn’t want me to be stressed by her presence. I was standing in front of her near the table and suddenly she ordered me to lower my trousers. I was both. Than she thinked what could hurt … it might be a little exiting to ride in that small car beside 5 other guys. Three of them were sitting in the back, 1-1 in front and I had the choice to sit on the 3 in back witch seem a little too horny or in front on the near drivers lap. So I decided to sit in front. the bumpy road kinda shaken me up and I couldn’t skip the idea that the guy’s knee was constantly rubbing my pussy. I was getting hornyer and hornyer every second … but I was embarrassed that.