Not really what we expected.She was expecting a porn dvd. I really thought it would some kinky sex toy. She picked up the note and read."Put the ear p...ece on and start fooling around," Susan said. "I get it, this is going to be some stupid phone sex gag. We start fucking and hit the button, then there is some woman on the other end talking dirty to us."Made since to me, and I felt myself getting hard. Although I was waiting for Susan to say it was stupid and toss it in the trash."That is kinda. When I moved down a little I'd pause to kiss the area I'd just massaged. This went slowly, down her back, massaging her shoulder blades, kissing her shoulder blades, kissing down her spine, massaging over her hips, then the fun of squeezing and massaging her butt, then more fun kissing both cheeks, many many times. Working my way down her legs, a giggle when I kissed the back of her knees. Then all the way, finally pressing firmly on the bottom of her feet. One then the other. It worked. . I had almost forgotten about it, since I remained relatively dry, having had my legs spread wide."Why aren't your ears pierced, pet?" The unexpected turn of questions caught me off guard. It was a simple and somewhat mundane question, so I happily, and unhesitatingly, answered. "I did have them pierced, Sir -- twice. Infection each time, proved that I am allergic." I remained quiet and waited for your next question, knowing what it'd be... "You had to try twice to be convinced it was an. Grinning like a fool hewalked to the elevator.A ding announced the cabin and the door opened. In it was a refinedolder woman who reminded Brad of Sarah. If he hadn't just met Sarah'smothers he would have mistaken her for just that. She appeared to bearound mid-forties and dressed a tad old-fashioned. Most of all herbraided hair threw Brad off. It was made up the same way as Sarah's.She gave Brad a warm smile, yet he couldn't shake the feeling of beingprey under the gaze of a predator. "Come on.