I sensed an opportunity, and shut the truck off. “Sure.”Her apartment was neat and tidy. She grabbed us a couple of Ultras and we stood in her sma...l kitchen chatting. She was 24, and a med student at the local college. I was twice her age, which made our impromptu friendship seem all that much rarer.After a little chit-chat, she dove right in to what I surmised was her objective all along.“Can I ask you a personal question?” Shan started. I nodded, taking a sip of my beer. “Do you think I’m. ”“Down the hall and around the corner, other side.”“Thanks.” Anita closed the door quietly and went down the hall.She found the promised door and rapped much more forcefully on it. She did not enter until she heard Reeves’ deep baritone call out, “Come on in, it’s open.” Anita opened the door and found Reeves, wearing slacks and a silk bathrobe, rising from an armchair, setting a book down on an end table. She looked around briefly, not sure what to say, and took in a surprisingly large and. As I finished signing, I looked up to return the pad and pen and the UPS guy was just standing there smiling looking down towards my crouch. I was dumbfounded and wondered what the fuck he was doing. "Here's your pen back sir," I said. He just stood there, stared and smiled for another few seconds before saying, "so you like the kinky stuff huh little man." I wasn't sure I understood him so I said, "I beg your pardon?" hoping that he would repeat himself again."I said, you like the kinky stuff. She had already showered and was obviously eager to get the k**s out of the house and a stranger’s cock into her cunt. She sent me a text which I got just after I got to work, thanking me for letting her do this and telling me how hot and wet she already was. I was thankful that I had a private office to myself and would be able to read the messages and view any pictures. I honestly didn’t know how I wouldn’t cum. At 9:30 on the dot she send me another message which just simply proclaimed “He’s.