Marshall," I smiled. "What can I do for you this afternoon?"She smiled and sat down, crossing her long, nylon-clad legs."I think I have a small proble..., doctor." Well, that's what I'm here for." It's er, down there." Tell me." I sat back and hoped my erection wouldn't be too obvious."It might be better if I show you." Very well."My prick jerked as she stood up and unfastened the zip on her skirt and stepped out of it. She wore dark tan stockings, held up by a narrow white suspender belt over. Since it was broad daylight and I wasn't carrying anything that looked worth stealing, I didn't think it was an attempt to mug me, and walked closer. As I did, I could begin to see the back of the woman's head as it bobbed up and down in his lap. By this time I realized that I didn't know these people, but since I'm not a complete stranger to public sex, I realized what was going on: they wanted me to watch. With just a couple of minutes to either serve the summons or watch this silly couple. ” He locked his gaze back onto mine and held it, smirking when my breath caught. Damn he’s sexy. I let my gaze travel to his lips, his broad shoulders, his narrow hips, his long, strong legs. “You, too,” I practically purred back at him. “Always knew how to make the panties drop.” I winked at him then, and hooked my arm through Harlee’s and strutted into the club, leaving him behind. The club’s music was so loud, I could barely hear myself think, let alone hear what Harlee was saying to me. . Even the good guys would get upset if I even looked at another man or another guy looked at me and the jerks were even more jealous. Being fairly pretty and having a physically fit body, it was almost impossible to go out without having other guys looking at me, so I was convinced that all men were jealous and I figured that I'd have to go through life knowing that any guy I was with would be the same in that regard. It didn't even make any difference if I was having sex with a guy I was.