She laid me down on my back and crawled sexily on top of me. I stretched my arms out to either side, allowing her to completely have her way with me. ...he grinned at me as she kissed my face and neck (I pretty much liked that, too!). Then she kissed my chest, blowing cool air across my nipples and driving me insane. I felt myself getting hard again, as she sat right down on my cock. I was inside her yet again and knew I’d last quite a bit longer this go ’round! I was stunned by her body, her. I needed very little encouragement to shed my shirt. What an image I have of us with hands all over each other in the living room. I got bolder and slide my hand down between her legs outside of her jeans. The heat was unbelievable. Then I reached for the button on her jeans. No resistance. Our make out session went on hot and heavy with heavy kissing, her hand rubbing my now hard cock. One of my hands on her breast and the other trying to get into her pants. Her pants were button fly. The. “Question is, can you handle it?” Handle me, he thought. “Make it something I might have written. If it’s going to have my name on it…” “Have you read anything of mine?” Giving as good as she got. “Of course. I read the pieces your agent sent me.” “But not my books.” “No. I’ve been rather busy.” “Travelling.” “Yes, in fact. Travelling.” He went over to the window and looked over at the glittering city, its eternal roar a silent gesture in the warm room. She was beside him before he realised. It started just after Janet took his order. Asshe turned away from the table, she felt a playful swat on her bottom fromthe customer. After she returned with coffee, he tried to fondle her andmake various suggestive remarks. When Janet ignored his efforts, thecustomer became loud and rude. Janet retreated back behind the counterand was silently crying because of the customer's behavior. It wasnoticed by one of the other waitresses who immediately told Nancy. Whenshe learned what had.