What does the customer want? What hasn’t been done before? What are they waiting for? What can I give them that will just blow their pants off?’ H... lifts his hand from my leg. He pulls off his coat and loosens his tie. ‘And when I saw that spread I thought that’s what they want. That’s what will blow them away. Rachel Wood.’ He pulls his bowtie off and drops it on the seat. ‘Rachel Wood.’ I just want him to shut up. I want him to stop talking. I don’t want him to say my name. It doesn’t sound. "Are you okay, baby?" I asked in a teasing voice."Just a tickle in my throat," she giggled. Turning to Steve, she kissed his knuckles again. "Sweetie, could you please get me a glass of water?"Releasing her hand, Steve went to the kitchen. I took that opportunity to bury myself to the hilt in her ass, my balls slapping against her distended pussy lips."Oh my god," she moaned, "you're fucking me in the ass, right in front of him!" I don't see you complaining, and did you or did you not dare me?". With another grin, she slid onto the bed and, laying her head upon her crooked arm, she beckoned me to join her.This was nearly the last thing I had ever expected. I certainly had admired her from a distance, and, typical of any man, had contemplated what a tryst with her might be like. But, nothing in my life had prepared me for a fantastic woman, quick witted, sweet, and cute, nakedly direct me to disrobe and join her in her bed, no preliminary interplay or drama at all. I stripped speedily,. ? Numbly, she let him lead her back to her seat, staring as he sat down to face her over the corner of the table. ‘I am a failure!’ she burst out as he settled in. ‘I thought that? that..’ she choked, feeling sudden tears. ‘I can’t cry’-she thought furiously. ‘I can’t. I won’t.’ ‘You thought it would be like the chatrooms’ he finished her unsaid words. ?and for once you might fit in, and not be thought weird for your secret thoughts- and be accepted for who you are- and now you find.