The man sat down taking a full settee almost to himself. The waif beauty offered him a drink her eyes showing confusion and a little nervousness. The ...oss man knew the routine; he'd have to explain, as the husbands always just sat there like rabbits in the headlights looking dumb."Have a seat young lady," the Boss said in a deep drawl. "Did you know your husband had a gambling problem?"Stacey sat knees together prim, balanced on the edge of the soft chair listening. She was growing with anger. She turned and smirked a small smile at him, and she knew it achieved the desired affect. Her intentions must have been written all over her face, because he couldn't help but put his beer down and follow, his own smile bursting forth.She lead him through the door and didn't give him time to properly shut it, but he was able to with a strong hand."Jen, what are you doing?" Steve asked, grabbing her wrist. She was closer to her target though."I need you," she said, suddenly breathless as she. In fact, I didn't know how to even get out of it. A moment's panic froze me until I remembered my communicator. "Betty?" Captain." There seems to be something wrong. I'm stuck in this car and Romy isn't moving."After a short pause, Betty responded, "Yes, Andromeda seems to be locked in a logic loop. I will try to see if I can get her to re-boot."My heart sank like a lump of cold lead. Two things happened in quick succession; Romy disappeared, perhaps 'de-materialised' would be a better. Before I can grab you, pin you down and fuck you, you’re out the door and away in your car. You wanted to fuck too, but know it’ll be all the hotter with the suspense. Plus, you got to start your day with a great fucking orgasm and no cum to worry about at work! You have your breakfast at work and still have 15 minutes before you start, so nip to the ladies. ‘Mmm thank you for my orgasm this morning stud. Do you want my tight little cunt later?’ You fire off the message and follow it up with.