This can’t be happening. This can’t be fucking happening. But he shook his head and laughed. Cupped her face, leaned over, and kissed her. Gra...bed her hair, pulling her head back, and kissed her neck. Reached in to squeeze a breast I couldn’t see, just saw the chords of his forearm tighten.Biting my lip, I shut my eyes. Felt the suffocating heaviness of fatigue. A demoralizing freefall. Fuck everything. *** I didn’t remember following her home. Sitting in my car, staring at her. "I laughed. "Mine too!" It won't be long until bedtime." She said quietly. Then she released me, stood and went back into the kitchen.The wait was unendureable. Six o'clock. Would I be able to satisfy her?Seven o'clock. I went in the bathroom and showered and shaved. What if I didn't get hard?Eight.She came in and we sat together on the couch, not talking much.The phone rang a few times. We both begged off on chances to go out that evening. Something right here at home was much more. I started to finger her puss while I felt her hands on my butt pulling me in to her. I had never seen a girl so wild. She started to squeal and was scratching my butt with her long nails. Again I had that warm feeling in my balls and I knew this time I would have one of those once in a life time orgasms. "Fuck me harder!" she was yelling again. "I going to come," I replied. And she started meeting my cock with such force that she was smashing my balls against my thighs. I started pumping my hot. But jobs like the one I had just weren't out there. I was offered several jobs, but none that paid even close to what I had been making or near what Dani was making.Three months after Dani went back to work the president and CEO of her company had a stroke and was unable to return to work. The vice presidents of Marketing and Finance were at a conference when the president had his stroke and as soon as they were informed they chartered a flight to return and then both were killed when the.