Even as she began fumbling with the fastenings of her habit, she couldn't believe that this wealthy, respected, businessman was actually going to rape...her. He snapped at her to hurry up when the catch on her bra was giving her trouble, and she looked over to see him already naked and erect. What froze her in place was his expression of total ravenous hunger, as if he were a starving man and she the only food that would satisfy him.While the intensity of his desire was frightening, she couldn't. Soon her hand found her warm wet pussy and she thought about what she had seen during the day. She began to wonder what it would be like getting an enema and then she reached further and let a finger massage her tight little rosebud of an anus. She continued to finger her anus and her clit until she reached an orgasm. She did enjoy the sensation of the anal massage and thought maybe the enema might be enjoyable, she would have to talk to Ann about that.Without talking to anyone she had. " Awesome. I'll introduce you to my comrades." I'm not exactly presentable. You said yourself..." You smell of me, Joe and you look well fucked, and when I introduce you the lesbian waitress who always seems to be bumping into me will finally get the message and the cute new dishwasher too 'cause the way I'll be looking at you will be pure love. You're my savior, Joe, and I'll always love you and I'm sure it will be obvious on my face." The cute dishwasher?" Jealous?" You know I'm..." I'm just. "Why did you think that?" she asked, genuinely surprised. "You just seem to want to enjoy yourself a little too much, is all," I said. "Don't you want to enjoy yourself, too?" came her response. "Oh, yes, Jen, I do, very much. But I know I'm aware that we can't get too attached to each other, and I just need to be sure you're aware." "I'm more mature than that," she assured me, taking on a very adult-like air. I smirked, raising an eyebrow. "It's not my first time, you know." "I know," I.