She then lowed her head, and slid her warm moist tongue into Amy’s throbbing hole. Her feelings confused her, as she had never felt this way before....Her body ached in a way she never knew. Katy began to suck her clit a little harder, each time slipping her tongue in and out of her wet hole. Brad walked towards the bed, holding his hard cock, only to be stopped by Katy’s arm, and pointing for him to go sit back down. Amy was floating on a cloud of pure pleasure, her body had never responded. She then said to me "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to say something?" I then snapped back to reality and spoke. In my mind I said that I was really sorry about this and I will get right back to work. Instead it came out as uhhhhh, according to her. She told me to come inside and we would discuss it. I entered into her kitchen, a familiar place as I had refinished her cabinets earlier that summer. She lead me to table where we sat down together. Molly had informed me that. After Frances I missed nine more days of work. I went to the day labor office but I was wasting my time. I went through the registration process and wasted three hours just to be told they didn’t have anything available. Florida is fucking crawling with cheap out of state labor right now. I had to pawn my watch. That really hurt. I got that for winning an award at the city. The next week the restaurant opened back up and I got to work six days in a row. I ended up with eleven hours of overtime. I have a feeling you'd be fun." I leaned my head down and kissed her on the lips ever so slightly, lingering for just a few seconds before softly biting her lower lip and raising my head back up. "Damn. You looked like a good kisser, and you are" she said, sighing sadly. "No matter, we'll talk about the rules later." This last comment seemed just a tad off, but before I could ask about "rules" she broke the embrace. "I'm going to go back to my hotel to shower and change for proper cocktails. Do.