Bill and Martin were like him, young and enthusiastic, eager to make the new company a success. Both men had experience but wanted to help build somet...ing from the ground up, and he liked them and respected their knowledge. It had been a couple of weeks since he had brought Suzanne home from the hospital, and dealing with both her and her problems, and trying to get everything set up for this new and important first client had exhausted him. He was glad he had been able to offset some of the. Forgetting the fact that she had given me a foot job last night, she was in my room. (what a teenage punk I was) “I just had to do something” she retorted. “well do it and get out”. She stood up and bolted toward the door, grabbing my towel on the way by. I turned to chase her to get my towel back. I guess I could have just closed the door and got dressed but she had thrown the gauntlet.I chased her the couple of steps into her room. She was backed up with no where to go. Me blocking her escape. She felt so wonderful in her own skin as she rubbed one hand from her neck, over her pert breast, and down in between her legs. She felt the slickness between her lips. She couldn’t remember the last time she explored herself like this, or the last time she enjoyed it. As Grant watched, his cock grew quickly and steadily. He couldn’t believe the girl that had been ever constant in his mind was pleasuring herself right in front of him. His rigid cock ached for relief. He slowly moved his hand to. I could taste rum on her as well.“We need to call Sophie,” she said. “You could be fucking me while we talk to her.”“I’m not going to fuck you for the first time while you’re drunk,” I said.“Sophie would,” Brittany said. We got on Skype and Sophie answered right away.“No performance today?” I asked.“Even the dance company closed for today,” Sophie sighed. “We had performances Friday and Saturday, though.”“How are you, sweetheart?”“Horny! I want you to visit me for a week like you did.