Frank had offered to treat them to a cafe breakfast, but Randall cautioned that too many curious eyes would soon guess the business between them. Afte... a cordial get-acquainted meal, the ladies agreed to tour the two towns, Winthrop being only nine miles up-river. They would spend the afternoon visiting at the Granger home, while Randall and Frank got down to business matters, going over financial statements, tax reports, client lists, and a hundred other details. Hopefully, they would quickly. “I didn’t know you took the day off.”“Just going in late today,” I replied. I gave Marianne a quick peck on her cheek and told her I was off to take a shower. I proffered a smile and a wink at Pam and excused myself to take a shower. As I showered, I couldn’t get Pam out of my mind. I took my time to relieve the pent up frustrations.I glanced at my cell phone on the bathroom counter top as I toweled off. I had a text from an unknown number.“Do you want to play tennis at 3?” the message read. It. ?no one will hear you.? He withdrew from her about 4 inches before he thrust backinto her. She whimpered in pain, but maybe because mostly of what he said, andthat she knew she was going to die. Thrust after thrust the pain subsided, and almost a sinfulpleasure sparked through her entire body, consuming her every nerve until theydanced with frivolity. Something turned.She felt what he felt.She stopped her running tears.She gazed at him. She had gotten her hands lose from the ropes; her hands. That niggling, little tingle between my legs kept growing, although I tried to stay professional. My livelihood and reputation were at stake but my vagina didn't seem to care too much. Strangely, after so awkwardly revealing our sexuality, the night flowed more smoothly. We were more casual with each other and I actually enjoyed talking to Marissa. Not only was she beautiful but she was funny and intelligent. I understood, more and more, why I’d enjoyed our time exchanging emails, despite the.