Engine off. Hand moves from thigh to press button, undoing her seatbelt. Buckle whizzes up, making for home. “Ow! That burned!” My arm finds the b...ck of her head, indicating what I want. She’s not budging. “Do you want to walk?” “What do you want from me?” “I want you to lean over.” “Don’t you think you’ve had your fun now?” Her hand moves, fingertips no longer holding rigid cock. I flick on overhead light, bare my teeth. “Lean over and suck my fucking cock, you fucking slut.” “You fucking. I did everything I could to avoid her until one day I was going up the stairs, and she was a flight ahead of me. As I reach, my floor Doris was coming down the other way. Rather odd I thought except she came to block my way up."I want to talk," she said."About what," I said trying to move past her."Us and what a really stupid thing I did."As it turns out, she regretted the breakup and was completely contrite. She asked for a do-over. I wasn't sure, but I saw no reason not to start casually. (Damn, she had a voice that makes my dick tingle!)“Mr. James, come over at 1pm today, I want you to meet a ‘Lady’, and she wants to meet you. I’ll need your bank account number to set up a ‘trust fund’ for you.” She said. My knees went weak. I slapped my face to see if I was dreaming. At 1pm I arrived and Amy was dressed in a black full length robe and nothing else, (I found out later.) We kissed and she escorted me to the big couch in her den. She said that a ’Lady’ would be here soon that. I noticed him glancing back once or twice. My eyes never left him. “Alex? Alex, pay attention! Are you listening?” I snapped back to reality. My friends were staring at me and I blushed slightly. The group broke up, and Julia and Emily flanked me, leading me down the hall. “You alright Alex?” Julia asked. “Wha...Oh, yeah, sorry.” I blinked trying to clear my head. “See something you like?” Emily asked, jokingly. I blushed deeper, brushing my long dark hair in front of my eyes. “Ahh...Maybe..