“So… um… where do we go from here?”Brittany hobbled her sexy little naked body towards me. “You can start by doing something about my bra, y...u jackass,” she laughed. I gently place my hand underneath the bra cup, feeling the warmth of all the fluid inside of it, and headed past the cubicles towards the washroom just a few yards to the left, still totally naked and with a moist sock in my other hand. I opened the washroom door and am partially blinded by the motion sensing lights as they flash. You were been looked with hungry eyes all through the drive as the glass was down. People were passing lewd comments and calling you names. You liked it and it was making you more horny.I take you out of the car and make you stand. There’s no one in the parking lot so I make you bend down and spank you till your ass turns red. You keep begging me to fuck you and let you cum. But I pay no heed and take you inside the mall. Everyone is looking at you. All guys have an istant hard on looking at. ’ It’s a command and she obeys. She has to wiggle slightly to free her arms but she’s glad to do it as she reaches out and decides that he will no longer need that jacket. Or the leather belt at his waist Or much of his clothes for that matter. His body moves quickly as he stands and her body moves with him. He’s lifting her and brings her back against the double French doors of the bedroom behind them. There are shudders as door reacts to the sudden powerful thrust. A quick hiss of sipped air. My boss wants three projects due when I don’t have time for one. Mom has been all over me about Simon. Now this . . . Stepping under the hot water, she decided she just would have to sort it out in her head and talk later. She just needed to get through Thanksgiving, which mercifully was only five days away, and three of those would be occupied with work. It was difficult, though, to ignore what had happened. She’d dreamed about it, hoped for it, and then . . . she’d almost had it. x-x-x-x.