———– Aidan was reading the day’s Wall Street Journal – or at least, he was trying to – but his thoughts were constantly pulled to Gwynet.... He lowered the pages of the paper to survey his surroundings. His place was painfully minimalistic, almost surgical, done in the monochrome of black and white. For some reason, the women he usually brought home felt that the place lacked warmth and needed some redecorating. The spacious penthouse was a wide expanse of bare surfaces with no photos on the. “She really likes me, but she’s been with this guy for forever and she doesn’t want to cheat on him.”“So what do you do when she comes over?”“Well…” Okay. Here goes. “We make out for a while and then she talks dirty and watches me play with myself.”Amanda laughed. “Are you k**ding me?”“Wish I was.” I raised my shoulders.“How often do you do that?” she asked. I was happy to see she was still smiling.“Uh, almost every night.” I answered. Being that honest was actually very enjoyable. There were. "By all means. Let us see what the dear is up to." He pulled a key from his jacket pocket and unlocked the door of the wallmounted wood cabinent behind him. The opened door revealed a dark monitor. the academic punched in a code on the monitor console and the monitor expanded into a technicolor square."She's so damn cute!" The businessman looked at the small figure on the screen with rapt attention. "And she's got a figure now-- that was just starting the last time I was here!" Yes,. "Where have you been?" The lilt of her speech was enjoyable as was the glow of her face. She was having fun, and I was enjoying the feel of her big boob bouncing on my arm."Frederick, Annapolis, a few other places recently." I patted her linked arm in a proprietary manner and rubbed our hips together."Don' too far go," she whispered leaning toward me and pressing her firm breast on my forearm.She got her meat, five beef steaks about two inches thick, gave her basket to her servant and dismissed.