"There was some other short form of acknowledgement that only brought acontinued and even bigger smile from Mrs. Getty as she closed theconversation w...th a brief comment that was not entirely clear to Tuck, buthe thought he heard the words, "rewards to come" but the conversation wascompleted and the phone restored to her purse. "All is going well with thenew Marian project, I am so pleased."Tuck could not believe how quickly things were moving. The Marian projectmust be his software; he was. They offered male and female masseurs so I told them some of each, jokingly of course. The lady on the phone laughed and I told them I could be there in about an hour. The appointment was set and I took a quick shower to make sure no one would feel icky touching me. Driving across the city, I found the address in an older warehouse type building. That is not unusal as there are lots of older buildings like it that have been re-purposed as other things. Mostly upper scale bars. This one was a. This is where I strike. This is the time to make my move. I started to kiss her neck lightly, running my hands through her hair, grabbing the back of it and tugging backwards. She moaned lightly.“W-What are you doing, Ken?” she asked in a childish voice.“Just giving you kisses, is that so bad?” “No.. I just..” she tried to say as I began to kiss her more.Nothing was going to stop me. I inched my hand down her side and laid my hand on her soft stomach, slowly running it up her shirt, feeling. Didn't want to shock anyone if I had to go to the door.I was sitting in the front room and felt like I was sitting on a mildly powered electrical mat....I was moving around so much, and the mental picture, and the physical pleasure of the panties and bra were almost to much to bear. I was getting a hard on.Then a car pulled up in front, and he got out and walked straight to the door. I opened the door, he quickly entered, and as I shut the door he was staring at me. he was starring right at.