He was lazily walking around and was teaching me the strategies to talk to the clients. While talking, he came behind me. I felt his breath on the top...of my head. Almost imperceptibly, I felt a small kiss on top of my head. I was shocked. I turned to him quickly. By now he had good grip on my shoulders. I asked him what the hell he was doing. He smiled and told me he had listened to everything that I was telling to my friend during lunch time. He told me I was the most beautiful girl he had. On my other monitors I can see that my cast is dressed and ready for their roles.As the driver gets closer to our location, she makes sure that to travel the most populated routes. Partway along she has you lie on your back with your feet up on either side of the passenger window. She is improvising, but I appreciate her efforts.At long last she reaches our location. I raise the door to the loading dock and she pulls the limo inside the large empty room. She leaves you lying on your back and. I reached out again, this time using the flat of my hand, mimicking the same motion, creating a good bit more stimulation, and hoping to wake him up. As my hand reached the tip, I wrapped my fingers around him and squeezed lightly. He groaned.He was awake.Again, I let go and admired him. His flat stomach, light trail of hair disappearing into the elastic. Broad chest, muscular arms. His legs were flexed, hips thrust out, hoping for some more action. I was content to take my time.“Good. I told him that if I could find it I would wear it. We talked about what all we were into and not into and what we wanted to do and all that. My phone beeped for an incoming call so I hung up with him and answered it. It was my wife, they had made it and said they were short-handed so it would take them a couple more hours than they had planned. I told her it was OK and I'd see her later. We hung up and I went to the bedroom and started digging through boxes and bags that we never unpacked.