She raced home to prepare supper.At half past six the telephone rang. It was Rita. Could she and Nell do catalogue signings on Monday, Tuesday and Wed...esday? There would be nothing more after that.Becca took a deep breath. "No," she said. "I can't but Nell probably could provided you take her round. You'll have to ring her. I could do Tuesday but that's really all unless there are short trips on Monday and Wednesday afternoons." But we need you both." I know, Rita, but I do have a business to. I rolled over on top of her. She spread her legs for me. My cock washard and throbbing just like the dream. But somehow I felt it was anextension of it. I slid my hardness into her very wet pussy. I startedpumping in and out of her. She locked her legs in back of me as shematched my every move with hers. I heard her squeal and shriek. She madeall kinds of noises. I felt her squirt an orgasm against the head of mydick. That was a real turn on. I felt my own building. Again shesquirted one her. Unfortunately, my face was turned away from the doorway, and I dared not turn it and try to get a glimpse.“I was going to be gentle with you, baby.”Her words were crisp and business like. Not at all the sensuous purr I had hoped for. I had a premonition that her plans for me had suddenly changed, something that was borne out by as I felt her grip on my foot, followed by the smooth feel of polished leather as she fastened a cuff around my ankle, followed by an audible click as she padlocked it. Her taste. My tongue came to life and danced alongside hers. Moans fused from our mouths. Our bodies grinded together. I didnt want this moment to end yet I also craved more. My arousal eventually got the better of and I broke the kiss. I attempted to wrap my lips around one of her erect nipples, but she pulled away. Whats wrong, I asked. Nothing, she assured. This night is all about you, she soon added and ripped my t-shirt from my body. Her lips made contact with my bare breasts before I.