He is standing up and watching me with a grin on his face as he strokes his cock. I can't keep my eyes off of his dick and I am still soaking wet wait...ng for release. His friend has left the room and we are alone. He walks over to the couch and starts to play with my tits. He grabs one and massages it and then the other. He pinches my nipples and I moan. My hips are moving while he plays with my nipples harder. He tells me to get on all fours on the couch. I do and he moves behind me. He slaps. Looking at my bras and panties I searched for the perfect matched pair. Finally I found what I was looking for. The lacy black bra that cupped my breasts nicely and gave me nice deep cleavage and the matching bikini panty looked nice against my ass. I stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over me and I let it relax my mind and body. I told myself that tonight was going to be great. I could feel all of my worries wash into the drain. Driving to the restaurant I started to. Grabbing his jacket from the coat rack behind his door, he thrust his arms through and reached into the pocket for his phone. It was an automatic move, something he had done dozens of times. The phone was cold in his large hands, as he pushed through the double doors exiting the complex that was when he looked at the display. Several messages and missed calls were indicated. Gabe started to scroll through the listing and nearly dropped the phone when he saw Samantha’s name. For a second, he. .. which means we’re in luck. We have thirty-minutes for one last run-through.”“Time for a quick cup of coffee before we start?” I made it halfway across the room to the beverage cart before she could respond.To cover my transgression, I returned with two steaming cups of Colombian nectar. Sheila’s serving was fixed precisely as she liked it, black with a splash of cream and a dash of sugar. Sometimes it’s easier to obtain forgiveness than it is to gain permission.“Careful. Payback’s a bitch,”.