She finally leaves for the gym in her favorite skin tight lycra trousers and hot pink boob tube. Her fine form clear for all to see. I imagine she won...t be short of attention at the gym when her toned ass and flat stomach are glistening with sweat. Once she's disappeared out of view I spring into action. I open my door and just look across the street at hers. Heart pounding and head swimming I make my way across the street to her empty house.I take a quick look around to make sure no one sees. Once he had sucked the juices from her, he turned her over with her knees on the carpeted floor of the limo and with her bending over the seat, he entered her from the rear driving even deeper into her pussy. “Oh fuck me” was what she kept saying over and over. The driver would find out later that one of the cameras which was mounted under the side seat captured a great close-up from the side showing the whole entry and fucking while other camera were catching the expression on their faces. The. How efficient. I would have to tell Jack about her when we got back. Maybe Teresa’s contract was running out.“Meet me downstairs in front of the main entrance in an hour,” she said.“Huh?”“The main entrance. In an hour. Okay?”“But...”“Trust me,” she said. She trotted over and gave me a quick kiss, then hopped back before I could grab her and pull that dress off again. I was hard as a rock again. “One hour.” And she was out the front door.I collapsed back into the bed, groaning. What the fuck did. " Janine seemed to soften, apologizing for being so hard on me. We set a date for Saturday evening for the concert. There's something about the light an hour before sunset that can transform an ordinary landscape into a scene worthy of a Sierra Club calendar. In that early evening glow, Janine looked magnificent sitting on the blanket at the bowl before the concert started. She doesn't have a Hollywood starlet's body, but her cotton blouse gave me a better peek at her small yet firm looking.