Was it lust? Or more concentration? Perhaps he was upset.She was really going to drive herself insane trying to read this man. She hesitated again, ga...ing up at him with curious eyes. "What will you have now?" She asked softly. He didn't answer her.Instead he took her hand and pulled her up, pulling her body tightly to his. Her nipples pressed tightly to his chest, and it nearly hurt, she wanted to be touched so badly. But despite their closeness, the best action she was getting was his dick. She was grinding herself in slow leisurely circles against his crotch. Annabelle slid her hand inside my trousers to fondle the bulge in my shorts. Her minidress was already showing off her girlish thighs, and it was no trouble for me to find her moist crotch with my fingers. She hunched herself against my hand, making her panties even wetter, and soon my fingers were inside her panties, and then inside her, as she breathed heavily in my ear. “Feels good, Rick, so nice, your fingers in me,. That Friday, he was so ready for it to happen, he kept pacing all day, running through it in his mind, to make sure there was no way for his plan to go wrong. At precisely 4:55, he got in his truck, and drove to the park where he would wait for her. On a Friday, in the middle of winter, the park was deserted, and he had nothing, or no one to worry about. He drove into the parking lot, and waited. At 5:10, he could see her coming through the clearing, and he was watching her intently, as he. My guest stepped in front of me, between where I was seated and the desk with my computer screen and keyboard on it. She crossed her arms and stared down at me in silence. “So do you ever take time away from work just to have some fun?” she asked. “Yes,” I replied. She reached to the band that held her hair in a pony-tail, pulling on it and releasing her long brown hair, which fell softly on to her shoulders. She bit down on her lower lip. She glanced down at my lap, smiled and said, “Wow!.