Fir main uske peeche gayi.Maine dekha ki woh kitchen ki taraf jaa raha tha. Waha jaake usne fridge khola aur usme se ek bowl nikala. Us bowl mein choc...late syrup tha. Jab usne mujhe peeche khada dekha, to woh meri taraf dekh kar muskuraane lag gaya.Woh mere paas aaya aur usne mere baal pakad liye. Fir usne mera muh apni taraf kheencha aur mere hontho ko choosne lag gaya. Main excited thi, ki ab woh kya karne wala tha. Usne mujhe peeche dhakka diya aur peeche waali slab par bitha diya.Meri. "Now try calling someone on your cell phone." Huh?" I said, puzzled. The phone didn't work down here and Bud knew that."Please, just try and call someone." Okay," I shrugged and found Vic Sloane's number in the address book and dialed it. My first clue should have been the fact that the phone told me I had full bars. That became obvious when Vic answered the phone. He was surprised to hear from me, but I passed it off as wanting to warn him that he might get visited by people from Preston &. I could feel his eyes on me, and knew he was imagining me without my yoga pants or tank. I reached up, straightened my ponytail, and caught my breath. He captured my hand and tugged me in the direction of the elevator. Once the doors open and we stepped inside, I pressed the illuminated three for my floor. Within seconds of the door shutting with a ding, Derek pushed me against the furthest wall, lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around him. His mouth found my neck, the place I have wanted those. At the appointed time she got into my car and we headed off to the spot. It was only a couple of miles but I wanted to have a good look at her before we arrived. I pulled into a side road and put the light on. She looked fantastic. As she was only "going to the gym" she had on a little make up and perfume. Her tits looked fantastic in her tight top and I could clearly see the outline of her cunt in her tight trousers. She had brought along a very small skirt in her bag and she took her trousers.