The scales in my mind were tipping away from the despair of the previous night. I was anxious for Jack to get home. We needed to talk about all this!*...*I was sitting on the picnic table outside the company when Brown pulled up, parked my car and tossed me the keys with a big shit eating grin.“Is she okay? Did you go see her?” I grilled him.“Shit, man. She way more than okay. She fine!” He was a little too descriptive for me given that several other people were sitting around. I had really hoped. I was looking constantly at her with all my desires, she didn’t dare to look back at me, may be she had a sense of guilt I guess but I bet she understood all my desires. And the damage had been done so all my desires were building in me. She was just four feet away from me, I was thinking to sit over her on the chair itself faced to her side crush my chest over her boobs and start to kiss her red lips and my wildest fantasy to tongue fuck her belly button.As I gathered courage my grandma came. “Tell me your fantasy, please.”George reached up and wrapped his hands around her waist. “I image a black man going down on you, his head between your thighs as you bed him to fuck you, as you beg him to make you cum.” He began. “Soon enough you are sucking on his big black cock,” he continued before Abbey interrupted.“Does he have big balls? You know I like the feeling of balls slapping against me when I fuck,” she dragged details out.“Huge, swollen balls, ready to fill you,” he. You can call them in the morning and tell them you won't be able to make it."He took the proffered glass of red liquid and replied, "I can't do that. I asked for the meeting and they arranged for a bunch of their big cheeses to come in for it. If I don't make it, they'll never want to sign on." She looked questioningly at him and suddenly Bob found himself explaining about his driving attempt to score not just this client, but also the whole VP quest.While he talked, Susan studied the man.