My hands were trembling and shaking. I fell to my knees, kissed her panties and then her feet and started crying again. She again shushed me, and pull...d me up saying, "Tonight, we were going to be girlfriends. Maid Diane is gone, and only my girlfriend Diane is here. As a matter of fact, now that you have helped Tom over his easy cum, I think he will last for a long time, and I thank you for that. But now, you have to get dressed. Now hurry. I don't want you in here all night." And with that. I started to sway slowly on top of him, rocking back and forth. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes, trying to look like the sexiest cock slut I could. I rode him like my life depended on it, all the while my hands exploring his muscular chest and shoulders for support. After what must have been 10 minutes, he grabbed my neck and pulled me down towards him for a long, deep kiss. This drove me over the edge and I felt another orgasm building without once touching my own cock. Without breaking. Then he is here somewhere. We may need the dogs. Amanda looked at the beast with fear in her eyes. She had no idea if this thing ate babies, but she was concerned none the less. After what seemed like an eternity, they both crawled to their feet and began making their silent way to her house. Sitting him on the front porch carefully, she looked at the injured thing and was at a loss. What can I do to help? She asked. He looked up at her and weighed her words carefully. Blood. Amanda stood up. ”“Why would you think Robert would do something like that? That seems over the top, even for him.”“My suspicion is he wants to make your company my only option for employment and ditching KK will be one of the requirements for the job. What I don’t understand is why he dislikes her so much?”“I’m beginning to question that myself. My asshole husband is like how that Red October movie described a Russian - he doesn’t take a dump without a plan. Getting you to Houston I can understand. I’d love to.