? I sighed, happy thatwe were the only two in the room. The room itself looked the same with four old washers andthree dryers that were even more anci...nt.?The washers were rocking and rumbling in their spin cycle, so I knewthat the owner of the wash within would be back soon.? The room itself was not quite as filthy asthe garbage area had been, but it was close.?It was painted in the same dull red and white as the rest of the stonein the basement, and that was chipped and faded where it could. I reach my hand down to the warmth between my legs, slick already with wanting, needing. The lead up to this moment has been absolutely erotic. The dirty talk and sexy words exchanged over the past months have me ready and willing for this mystery man. I run my finger slowly along the moist flesh inside, slipping in deeper as I go. I must wait, I think to myself and stop my exploration. I hear a muffled sound and see a sliver of light as a cool breeze blows in through the now open door. My. And I had a date with her."Hi Rachel," she said happily, but she had a predatory look in her eyes. I thought about how to handle it, then I realized what Jeff would want me to do. This was a date that he set up, just like every other one, and I should treat it as a date.I bounced down the stairs and said, "Hi Cynthia!" and I kissed her on the cheek. "Where are we going?" I thought dinner and a show," she said. "I've got tickets to Little Shop of Horrors." There was a local playhouse in town,. After lunch the people slowly returned to there mutual offices to discuss offers and counter offers to break the impasse that had arrived before lunch.Hannah could feel the young mans cum and her juices leaking from her cunt and dribbling down the inside of her thigh. Fucking in the lift had a heightened sense of discovery, the camera in the lift recording the quick tryst. Fancy words. A rough quickie. Her hips were still red from the young man painful grip as he had rammed her cunt with his.