”Cheryl cracked open the door and the dome light came on completely exposing her. She looked back to see if the guy had noticed her nudity. His atte...tion was on his cell phone like he was reviewing text messages. Cheryl quickly scanned the street and the surrounding area. It was completely deserted. Not looking in his direction Cheryl casually walked around the car to the pump and started filling the tank. “Oh my God,” she thought, “he didn't even notice me.” Cheryl positioned herself between. "Why?" I asked, smiling. "Have a better offer from somebody else?" Please, Jim!" Kristen pleaded.It was easy to tell what Mom was making. You could smell it all through the house. "Spaghetti and meat balls," I answered."Think there would be enough for Patty, too?"My mom usually made enough for leftovers for a few nights. "That shouldn't be a problem, but let me ask my mom." Sure thing."I put the handset down, and bounded into the kitchen. "Mom, Kristen wanted to know if Patty could have dinner. He cut right to it, and I love that, telling me exactly what he wants to do with me when I haven't even talked to him before.He said that he's been at his home office, and needs someone to come over and serve him all day, and I gladly replied that I'm just the slut he was looking for.What I didn't know, was that he was married, and that she was home. I found out when I said I was close, and he pulled up down the street in a nice looking car, told me to get in, and drove off a little bit before. None of that could prepare for the actual excitement and rush of lust that was visible on both of your faces, and I am sure mine when I walked up in person. The first hug and handshake. The reality of the moment finally arriving. The feeling of her soft skin under the table. The casual conversation taking place above as my hand moved slowly but deliberately under the hem of the sexy dress. The eyes that scanned the room, and the ones that spoke more than words ever could. The mix of emotions.