A short time after waking, I hear you enter the room again. "Now for my revenge. You will pay for this morning!" Again I feel you on top of me, but...you are sitting on me, taking my erection inside of you. You are wet, warm and I am excited. You are moving quickly, obviously not concentrating on your pleasure, but letting me enjoy the feeling. I feel myself getting close to an orgasm. Figuring you don't want me to finish, I let you know. You move faster and I hear you whisper in my ear,. " Why don't you call me Judy? Mrs. Martin makes me feel like an old lady." She held my hand in hers, and I felt a fingernail lightly stroking my palm. I had no idea how stimulating that one small gesture could be. It tickled, but in a very good way. I wasn't sure if it had been an accident, or if she had meant to do it, but when I glanced at her face I knew it had been intentional.I had never had a woman, or girl for that matter, look at me with so much interest. Today, I would say she was. But you look good using your mouth and I have ideas for that!" I glare at you in jest and you throw it back at me. "And I am thinking of how hot you're going to be when you peel that boring suit off slowly for me, glaring icily like that. That's the look of love, baby." I smile at your cheeky imagination, rubbing my bare legs against yours.Being in glass elevators always makes me feel sluttier. Fortunately, we are alone and I can be. My fingers rush over your body like it's the first time. I. No ... I mean...”Bill pulled away slightly and Jessica could sense him undoing his shorts. Moments later his bare cock was nestled against her warm ass as he used one foot to move her own legs apart.“You were such a little slut with him. You’d dress up like a slut before coming over and you’d go home smelling like cum. When you came over, by the time you left the whole house would stink like you’d been fucking a dozen guys.”“No ... it wasn’t ... not that way ... no ... oh, God!” Jessica moaned.