As the last drops spurted involuntarily from his head she licked him clean. Gently sliding his semi-erect prick back into his dress slacks she zipped ...im up and slowly rose to her feet. She took him by the hand and escorted him to the door. The stranger pulled off his Lycra hood as he exited and dropped it on the floor without turning around. She turned around and walked back towards the foot of the bed. “So have you learned your lesson you little fucking bitch?” she asked sternly. Her eyes. She was around 5 ft 3 height and her figure was just awesome so awesome oh my god. Her colour was that of a typical Indian Caucasian brown and her hairs were little curly and straight. She wore a saree a black one which was completely transparent and was her black blouse so transparent that I could straight away look at her white bra. Her figure must have been 36 34 38. Her boobs were so in shape as if it was curved very delicately by a sculptor and so was her ass. She wasn’t slim or too fat. Sometimes I’d buy some luncheon meat and make a few sandwiches. On the weekend I’d go into town. Joe and Fred both had trucks so I didn’t need a vehicle, at least for now. I easily made it through my trial period and everything was fine. I worked hard and even worked longer hours whenever Pete asked me to. I wanted to make a good impression. This was as good as I’d had it for as long as I could remember. I started spending my weekends in town. I would hang out at the Red Robin. It’s where I met. She grinned and couldn't wait until I got my clothes off. I told her she could only watch and couldn't touch. I was instantly erect and slowly started to stroke my cock. I showed her where the sensitive parts were and where I liked being touched. It took bout 5 minutes and I layed back grunting and my body stiffened and spasmed as my load shot onto my chest. She just stared and didn't know what to say. I told her to go head and touch the cum and feel it. she wiped some up with her fingers.