It was fucking hot. I felt like a little whore. I just sucked my first cock, and I loved it. She then laid me back and started sucking me off again. T...is time she started licking around my ass. I never had this done before and felt weird about it. But I let her do what she wanted. She was so beautiful. I started to see the signs of her being a man in her face and shoulders but, at this point, I didn’t give a shit. This girl was getting ready to fuck me. I felt so dirty and got on all fours like. Damn it, Karen. This may be our last chance." George patted my hand. "But I'm exhausted now. I'll sleep the sleep of the dead tonight." I hope I do," I replied."Get some sleep. You need to be sharp for him tomorrow. He'll probably run you through the wringer." I'm sure he will," I said and kissed him on the cheek.Sleep was long in coming. I was dreading tomorrow. When sleep finally came, I had an erotic dream, a dream stronger than I had in years. The dream was of Eric Winston... and me.. Posting a notice at the local community center, she was certain that she’d have no problem finding suitable help. In fact, only a day later she had two young men apply for the position. So eager had both of them been, she had been hard pressed to pick between the two. In the end, she had just gone with the one who had applied first.Then, to her surprise, the boy she hired quit after only a few days on the job with absolutely no explanation. She was even more confused when, after calling back. She did not want to go through unnecessary hassle when she could have saved more time by doing the task at her own familiar territory. True that she hated to bring her work home but this was her responsibility, although it was Christmas’ eve. She would give her parents a courtesy call later and inform them that she would join them only for Christmas dinner. Her huge white mansion was sighted. Her Mustang entered the driveway. She parked her car inside the secured garage and rushed into the.