She still didn't like it; she'd seen him around, shared a few laughs, watched him wield a whip. She'd never scened with him.As if reading her thoughts... he purred his homesick cajun drawl at her again, in a deep, seductively confidential undertone. "Don't worry chere, they can't hear us." He took a step forward, offering his hand to her, inviting her to step up onto the low platform and join him. "Come, sweetheart. A little beauty like you shouldn't have to wait in line." She hesitated...he. I hear you say softly “I have to have you” as you move to kneel between my legs and tug your trousers down to your knees. One hand gently teases my clit as the other positions your rigid cock to take me. My aching wetness offers little resistance as you thrust deep inside me. My fingers run up and down your chest under your shirt, gently flicking at your nipple now and then. My other hand delves through your hair, gripping the back of your neck as my desire for you rises. You nibble teasingly. "You look gorgeous darling" I said and I meant it, with his big blue eyes and curly blonde hair, he was achingly beautiful."How about me?"I stood up in front of him, naked except for the black seamed stockings in the classic modelling pose of one knee slightly in front of the other and hands on hips.His eyes travelled over my firm, ripe breasts, each nipple adorned with a delicate gold ring, down over my flat stomach to where he could just see the top of my hairless slit."Beautiful mummy" he. Oh yeah, Billy would hear of it first thing in the morning.Nick carried over the two with my name on it and I didn't step back to allow him room. He had to brush by me in order to pass."We've more to drop off and the storm's increasing. We've got to run." Nick said but made no move to do so.I leaned over the smallest box, giving Nick a show down the neckline of my shirt. My bra covered me but I did want to make sure he had enough to talk about for Billy's sake. The smallest box held green.