“Don’t!”Carly followed the path of his car in the rear view mirror with a vacant stare as it rolled towards her. The closer he got the quicker h...r heart pounded and the harder her pussy throbbed.He rolled past her and gunned his car out on to the street.Feelings of being used, humiliated, degraded and ashamed coursed through her body and mind as she stared blankly at his tail lights disappearing down the road. Yet, her pussy continued to throb. She wondered if he was truly as heartless and cold. It has an area rug in it. But rightnow it is full of boxes and stuff while I redo daughters room. Anyway....So I took him into my workshop area.Hmmmm... what to do about the hard floor. Grabbed a painting dropcloth froma shelf, canvas and reasonably soft. Unfold it, but not all the way, keepsome thickness in it. Throw it out on the floor then kneel. Comet knowswhat is up now and is more than ready after me sucking him upstairs for youon the cam. I rub his ears with one hand and reach. " he said in his deep voice."Well, I can't take them off." she sighed. "That would make me a hussy, and everybody knows I'm not a hussy."She was referring to the fact that she didn't date often, and had no steady men in her life. She ran her own company, which she'd built from the ground up and she was just as tough and demanding as any successful man. She'd made it a rule never to play around with her employees. She hadn't really missed men all that much until she saw her fantasy man shoving. "It's who they want to replace Guerra that's the problem," Brock said."They did not go out and get Repling!" Meredith hissed."No," Brock said with a smile. Meredith virulent dislike of Carter Repling and everything associated with the Diamondbacks was always amusing to him – considering she had never met the man and had never watched a baseball game at Chase Field."Then what's the problem?" she asked. "Don't tell me they found someone worse." Maybe," Brock said with a sigh. "They want me to.