There were many times we sent S.ck on fake deliveries if we really needed time!!(He would get so pissed because we always picked this hotel far away)S... the way it was setup the counter ran parallel to the back wall with space for one table to the right of the counter the other end was counter to the wall. From behind the counter you could look out thru the windows into plaza and parking lot. So this slow Monday we had two togo orders left to pick up and S.ck was off to who knows where. Rachel. She always was a troublemaker and it hasn't gotten any better since all of us retired. All of us have been in scrapes once or twice since our service days ― high spirits and all that ― but Mike, also known as Nibs, has been in more trouble than all the rest of us combined. I wish she'd find some guy with a horse-cock that could keep her stupefied for more than a day or two. What she really needs is someone to slap her over his knee and wale the tar out of her ass. By the way, I wouldn't. "I see you have me at a disadvantage. You know who I am, but I'm still at a loss as to who you are. And why you're spying on me. Not that I'm not grateful for you saving my life. Thank you for that."The man smirked at the woman. "So much for non-disclosure, eh Susan? Are you going to tell her or am I?"The woman had a brief internal struggle and then shrugged. "I don't have much choice, do I?" She pushed the button for deck seven. "I'm Susan Richter and this is Andy Sizemore. I'm very sorry you. ”Jake smiled down at her and pulled back. Pausing a heartbeat, he slowly pushed into her tightness, watching her eyes to gauge her reaction. Her passage was like a velvet glove gripping him as he entered her. He finally reached bottom, stopped, and flexed his dick. Angie’s eyes opened wide and she gasped. He pulled out slowly until just the head was lodged in her and, after another short pause, pushed into her faster. His dick slid in easier and he knew she was ready for serious action. He.