"Hey! Be careful where you touch" I let out after a moan. I tried to hold back the moan but couldn't so I had to save myself so he would have too much...too soon. After a couple more minutes it was time to flip over. My newly C cups were now fully exposed for all to see and my panties in a complete bunch but just covering my slit. He spent several minutes giving my legs a lot of attention slowly moving his way up to my bundled up undies. I spread my legs a little as he worked closer and closer. I. “I’m Victor Freeman from the top floor. Is Susan in?”“No.”“Would you give her a message, please?”“I don’t know. What is it?”“Just tell her that I’m back if she needs me for anything, and that she can resume cleaning the flat whenever she’s ready.”Victor could tell the man was unhappy and that he did not like Victor. Victor had long experience of reading people’s faces and body language in his business, and he also know how to conceal his own feelings behind a bland face and smile. There had. He decided to go. He was not double minded at all, so crossing in front of the bar, he usually frequented was no big deal. As he gave a passing look inside the bar, he thought it was a bit over lit and the music was also a bit louder than usual. This was no time for the bar to be crowded but it looked that there were a big number of clients inside. Intrigued, Zoey thought to look in. He was fully prepared not to stay if he saw some of his groupies inside. He walked in the bar. It seemed there. It’s not something I do often, but it sounds good right now. “Jenna?” I hear Addison’s voice, and I let out a whimper. “Shit,” I groan, “Erm, yeah?” I say bleakly. I just wish she’d leave; I don’t want to face her. If I see her, I know I’ll want to kiss her. Or more, at this rate. “Can I come in? I want to talk, please?” She sounds the way I feel, and I can’t help but open the door. “Hi,” I whisper, opening the door. “Hi...” She trails, coming in. She locks the door behind her. A wicked.