On the other hand maybe what I want more that anything is to take Martha home and treat her the way I always was supposed to, so she'll never have to ...o anything like this again. I honestly don't know."Bill was sitting in the easy chair in the living room when Martha came in to the living room in nothing but high heels, nylons and a garter belt. She did a slow turn and said, "How do I look guys?"Bill looked at her and I could see the hunger on his face, but all he said was, "You look very nice. “Oh…my…god…MR…just…ohhhh” I kept screaming as he stared straight into my eyes and wittingly replied, “Oh, yes….is this how you like it? Is this how you like it?” I shook my head yes between screams. “Good, I’m going to fuck you harder,” he stated. “I guess that we’re going to have define hard then…,” I challenged him. “Is that a challenge?” he asked as he kept finger fucking harder and harder. “Absolutely, and I will hold you to it.” I said with the same wry smile to let him know that I was up. She seemed to sense this but said nothing. I suddenly realized that the whole episode from her first asking for the coffee to us returning had only been about five minutes. I also just realized something else that both shocked and surprised me. All this time I had smiled into the face of an angel I did not even know her name so bowing at the waist in the ways of old I faced the group putting on the straightest face I could ‘May this slightly tarnished ancient knight be told the names of all. Fuck, I thought. I wanted her. It was insane. I had to move my car from the traffic. I kept looking at the rear view mirror trying to catch her among the crowd. My body was so aroused, I am sure I couldn’t go past the whole day. I turned the car on the next lane and lost her. But her face lingered, her beautiful almond eyes haunted me. What was there in her? I wanted to go back but it was a one way road and the traffic was heavy. I couldn’t have stopped even though I wanted to. By the time, I.