We walked to the front hall door and Jack then said, "Wait here, I'll go get the car and pick you up."As he walked off, I could see Jack was using his...left hand to make adjustments to the front of his pants. No wonder he wanted to go get the car by himself; he must be pretty shook up and he's still sporting that magnificent boner!A few minutes later, Jack pulled up beside me, in a grumble of duals and hot mufflers. He got out to open my door for me. I slid into the middle of the seat as Jack. There was no traffic around their rural eastern Washington neighborhood, except for a dark van parked a short way down the street. They were laughing and giggling as they walked, and did not hear the van move up the street to pull alongside. The 'snatch and grab' operation happened so quickly that no one heard the brief squeals of fear and protest; the side door slammed shut and the van pulled slowly away. Moments later it was on the main highway leading out of town."This is KTCA-TV, five. As you enter the hall I softly push you from behind into the wall. Kissing your neck and your back, running my hand up to your breast, massaging it slowly. I love having you in my arms, I love the touch of your skin on my lips. Without a word you turn around, facing me, your eyes staring into mine. You kissed me softly; our kiss becomes more and more heated with love and passion. The towel slowly drifts from your body, allowing me once again to feel your naked skin against mine. Massaging your. I didn’t want to accidentally touch her side boob. I kneaded the area between her shoulder blades, the muscles beneath were tighter than a Gordian knot.“Feels like you do more than bring coffee to your boss, your entire body is uptight.”“Maybe it’s because I haven’t done anything like this before.”“There’s that too, but you’re really tight. I’m feeling tension everywhere.”“Okay, maybe I do more than just run simple errands. I have a battle-axe of a boss. He’s very demanding and highly strung. I.