.. I’m just wondering if there might be any unattached, or independent Realtors in town that might want to hook up with a Brokerage like ours ... an... I mean hook up in the business sense, not in the, you know what I mean ... right?”“Yes, Richard ... I know exactly what you mean, you’re so cute, trying to explain that to me, that’s funny. I know a couple of independents, I’ll text them to you. I plan on being here at 8am sharp, if not before. Do you have a dress code for me that you want me to. I will cook you something to get your taste buds excited.” He chuckled now, obviously amused with his double meanings. “And Eve... don’t be late.” “Yeah, no worries,” she muttered as she hung up the phone. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be thinking about much else in work today. At 7pm exactly, Eve alighted from the cab and made her way up the stairs at Towerdene. She had taken the time in the cab to practice breathing techniques and get her hammering heart under control, but no matter what she. “You’re going to make me cum doing that.” I finish up quickly and lay down. I like him being on top because I like grabbing his ass as he’s thrusting in and out. It turns me on so much. He kisses my neck and rubs my nipples. Shit, I’m about to soak my damn bed. “Ooh Chrissy.” And with that, he enters me slowly. I’m feeling all 8 of his thick inches. “Fuck Z. It feels so good. Fuck.” He keeps going slow, at times pulling all the way out…teasing me. “Z”, I moan as he makes me cum with his slow. I was about to go back to bed when the voices turned to low moans and I found I couldn’t pull myself away. Pressed up further against the door I continued to listen to the action next door. I caught the female voice saying she ‘didn’t normally do this kind of thing.’ I assumed this was a pick up from the lively hotel bar. The door shook again, this time rhythmically; it was like she was getting banged right up against it. The combination of the soft moaning and my imagination of what was going.