She definitely had ideas. Happily, they were the same ones that I was having. The door was locked behind us and clothes were falling onto the floor an... I had this smiling, slender, auburn-haired beauty grinning at me and I fell backward onto the bed with her in my arms."God, I love you, Alan Addison," she giggled. "You make me crazy!" No crazier than I was, thinking it was a good idea to help a young lady in trouble in Nowhere, Louisiana," I said. "And now it's the best 'crazy' I could dream. ”“Look, no worries there,” I replied, “Let’s get the ball rolling on this, and we’ll sort it out.”Within a few hours, I had two of my old crew over to take measurements of the front window, and I explained the need for them to be discreet, but fast. They assured me they could have that work done by Friday, and I saw Annalise nodding in agreement. We had just gotten the smashed table over to my garage, and the other to be delivered to my place pending finishing the window, when I decided to. Her breathing turned into a pant as her moans got louder. Her inner-lips were actually grabbing at, and griping, my cock. I sort of chuckled as I imagined that she thought that if she made me cum, I might be too soft to enter her virgin hole. Little did she know that I could easily and completely control my mind, over my body, something that she obviously lacked. The pounding continued.She was now moaning and grunting. I felt that she was close to cumming again."So" I asked, playfully. "do you. The exercise distracted and calmed her. The rhythmic swoosh of the rowing machine reminded her of waves on a beach. She picture herself in a lounge chair. Cancun. Or Jamaica. That was a good idea. If she didn't use her vacation soon, she would go over the limit and loose some of it. Dressing, she vowed to take time off soon. If her boyfriend couldn't make it, she could just go solo. It would be relaxing. Maya was halfway down the hall past the gym exit when the object of her recent obsession.