”Tiffany held her breath in anticipation. If this didn’t work or if she was found out things would not go well for her. Still, she licked her lips...feeling good that this will work.“Ticket information not found. Did you mean: Tiffany Smith?”“No, Samantha Smith but it should be on the same reservation.”Samantha was starting to get nervous she couldn’t miss her flight.“Checking reservation: 1 passenger: Tiffany Smith. 2 bags luggage. 1 pet.”“Pet?”“Pet accommodations: 1 crate in cargo hold. Insured. To talk about her appearance, she is a bit dusky with an average body build. But she had a huge ass, and I always admired her figure. Whenever she used to wear a yoga dress, her body’s outline, especially her ass, would make me get aroused. I developed a desire to make love to Laila somehow.As we became close, we sometimes flirt with each other and even touched each other intentionally. I used to take her out for movies, shopping, and dinner.Laila used to be comfortable roaming in her apartment. " Then I suggest you be extra quiet." He spun her around and bent her over the kitchen table. Lifting the cotton shirt, he rubbed his fingers over the wet crotch of her underwear."Ohhhh..." she gasped as she pushed back against his fingers."That's right, baby. You're already soaked for me. This shouldn't take long," he growled as the sound of his zipper filled the silence of the room. Ellen panted as the rustle of cloth behind her, let her know that he was shoving aside the necessary garments.. Not too many customers and lots of spare time. There’s even a job opening if you’re interested.Me: A job opening, but you just said there are not enough customers.Riley: Hey, I don’t handle the personnel around here. Go ask the manager. Oh wait. he’s on his ‘lunch break.’Me: Yeah, I saw him leave with his girlfriend.Riley: Hah, I’m pretty sure that’s not his girlfriend.Me: Oh.Riley: She’s here regularly during lunch hours. I’ve got a pretty good idea of what they’re doing in that.