” Mr LeMay was definitely thawing. I sensed I was close to a breakthrough. “Do you like pantyhose, Sir?” “Miss Marsh, we shouldn’t be… why... yes.” “That’s okay, some men do.” I took the liberty of moving closer to his side of the desk. “Would you like to feel them? Stroke my pantyhose, I mean…” Suddenly I saw a different LeMay looking at me, his puppy dog eyes staring at me, like a kid on Christmas. “Maybe just a little…” I stepped up to his chair and lifted my skirt by the hem. His eyes. It didn’t take her long to decide and without asking me she had made her mind up, she said that’s sorted then I can’t stand condoms. When arranging to meet up he had dropped it into the conversation with her and then I realised she couldn’t wait. She wound me up by saying how different and much better it’ll be and told me that she couldn’t wait to feel Kelvin’s Big Black Cock inside her wet smooth pink pussy.I mentioned to her that he usually lasted 2 hours but without it’ll be much shorter. The car sounded as if it was on its last legs.I looked at the driver in the last of the street lights as we left Ivybridge.“Where are you going?” I asked.“Out on to the moor. I farm there. Missus wanted some last things from the shops and my son had taken the decent car. This old relic should have been on the scrap heap. My new car should be delivered on New Year’s Day. Then this one will be history.”“It seems to run OK,” I lied.“Seems! It doesn’t. It overheats when the sun comes out, leaks, as. He stepped in front of the shower, opened the faucet. “Get me a beer” he ordered with a strong voice.“Which…” I began to say before he interrupted me.“Any” he said. “Any will do”.“Sure, immediately” I yelled and rushed to the bar. I bought a Heineken, rand back to the room and closed the door (or so I thought) behind me. I went into the room and felt the steamy heat coming out the shower. I tried not to look into the bathroom as I approached, but again, I had lost total control of my eyes..