." Slow down, Kaitlyn!" Mom was smiling now too, "we've got a long ride home, and it sounds as if this is going to be a long enough story to get us mo...t of the way back! Besides, the people here are very nice, but they can't compete with your daddy, and he's a couple of hours down the road."So we got her checked out, and that polite orderly wheeled her out to the car – got a kiss on the cheek as a "thank you". After admonishing us to "Be good to this nice lady", he watched us pull out of the. My breathing was becoming hard, and with the wine having fully charged my body with excitement that, in that moment, I lost touch with my senses and gently reached out and eased my hand around Chris's cock.The feeling was intense, the heat of his erection feeling as though it would burn my hand. His body never moved, but I heard and felt a long soft sigh come from him as my hand slid down over the velvety softness of him. I could see a bubble of lubricating  pre cum begin to form on the. I gave him the blow job the way I wanted to get it. He warned me that he was going to cum so took my mouth off his dick then jerked him off onto his stomach. It was a huge turn on and got me hooked on sucking cock. He came pretty quick. Once he came he went to the bathroom and we both got dressed. I just walked out and that was it.The second time happened here in New York when I moved here a few years ago. I was coming back from the bars around 11PM. I was so fucking horny I spontaneously. Larissa had called her a cunt. As a matter of fact, so had I on the preceding Saturday. More than once, as I recalled. I put the cunt out of my mind and went back to work.That afternoon, things went well, I thought. I read over the brief the next day and had Larissa proof it. We emailed it to the clients. It was Friday. The work week was over. I made sure that five hundred bucks had been deposited in Stacie's account. On the drive home, Stacie insisted that I take a hundred dollars from her..