We'd see in the morning. "Soon baby, really soon." he replied. "Not good enough baby." I said as I took a sip of my bourbon. "These plastic cups don't...do my bourbon justice sweetheart." I walked to him, leaned over him and started unbuttoning his shirt. He put his hands on my thighs, rubbing softly. With each button I exposed a little more of the blonde hair that covered his tanned chest, and with the last button I opened it to expose his nipples. Beautiful dark red nipples, and big! I kissed. I soaked them in, enjoying their shape, watching as once again her nipples began to stiffen and push through the flimsy material. I moved a little closer to her, she looked down to my feet.I could feel the desire within her, and I began to stiffen. Without hesitation I put one hand around her waist, and gripped her hair with the other, pulling her towards me and kissing her full on the mouth. Her lips parted giving easy access to my tongue, her mouth was warm, moist, and responsive. I felt her. But I never mentioned I spent a summer working for him. I'd just graduated high school, back when I had the braces and glasses. I looked awful and knew it.No guy in school would even look at me. I mean, Tommy Morrison tried to have sex with me that once, but Tommy tried to have sex with everyone.Anyway, I was doing odd jobs around Uncle Mike's funeral home.And that's when I did it.I had sex with a dead man.God, I get excited just writing this. Yes, I know. It's sick. It's horrible. It's abuse. I entered the room and Molly and I were talking and she seemed really upset, as I asked some more she said "I'm really fed up ***** I go out with my friends and they all have a boyfriend and I don't".As we chatted away she looked really down, I said "Am I your last appointment?", she said "Yes", I said "Can you put something on the door so no-one will come in and we can have a talk and you can unburden your problems onto me", she said "Yes if I put this card over the outside handle others will.