“See” as she showed me the cover. Looking, I could see a white corset sitting on a love seat and the title, The Plantation Owner’s Daughter. “...rom what I could see as I walked by, you looked to be enjoying the read.” I said. “Yes! I like it a lot” she responded. “Anyway,” I said “my name is Paul. What’s yours?” “Anna,” she told me. “So,” I grunted “where are you headed? And all by your lonesome I might add.” “Oh, San Diego and yeah, all by my lonesome. I got divorced about two years ago and. ”“Barry’s here?” Charise asked, hopeful.Eyes still glued to her milky legs, he pensively stroked his moustache. “He’s prepping in the studio.”“Studio?” she continued to parrot, perplexed yet definitely piqued.“Yeah… you know what?” he said as he came around the counter, walked past her and locked the front door, “We don’t need to audition any other candidates. You’ve got the job.”“Ohh-kay,” she replied hesitantly. “What’s the job?”A devious snicker slipped from his throat as he took her by the. My body is starting to shake with the exertion you are putting me through combined with the chill of the blustery air. You notice my discomfort and laugh. “You know I won’t show mercy slut. You love me because I am cruel and treat you like a worthless bitch to please me. A toy I pick up to play with, and cast aside as I chose. Right now I am going to drain every last drop of cum from your balls before you have a hope of getting back indoors, into your nice warm basket at the foot of my bed. So. I could feel the hardness growing in my groin. I love that feeling!There she is! And, her robe isn't tied shut! She's still too far away for me to get a clear view. I stand and take my jeans off, kicking them across the floor. My boxers are next, leaving me wearing just a tee shirt. She's just walking around now, paying no attention to her computer at all. Hey, I don't think she realizes her cam is still on! I hope she doesn't come over to shut it down!She walks closer, with a can of coke in.