Lia knew how to get me close and take me back; she also knew that too much of that resulted in nothing for me. I hoped she remembered. I tried to rela... but she wouldn’t let me. Her tongue slid over and in me and I groaned as my orgasm neared and retreated. Since her hands were busy I plucked at my nipples myself, pulling and twisting them while she rubbed her tongue over my clit. “Lia. Please.” I hated to beg, but suddenly I was afraid it might not happen. That would just piss me off. “You. You aren't saying that to bullshit me, or to get into my pants or something, right?"I looked into her eyes and knew instantly that I could never lie to this woman, or hurt her. I explained that I meant exactly what I said. I admitted that I’d fantasized a little after seeing her when she borrowed the IPod, but that I wasn’t the one that would decide if anything would ever pass between us – it had to be her decision, and we had plenty of time to get to know each other if she wanted to.“Robbie,. I continued to spy on her messages which showed playful banter between them and the occasional sex joke, but not much else. I was a little upset when I would read things like, "I saw that picture you posted yesterday...FUCKING HOT!" Her replies were usually "LOL" or "Thanks." and nothing else, but that slowly started to change. Soon I found him reminiscing on times with her, like, "Remember when I took you to Santa Cruz and we ended up in that little cove?" and she would reply with, "Yeah I. Tom couldn't wait to see what Mandy was wearing below the sweater as well. He knew she had an amazingly sexy taste in lingerie and he felt sure she'd worn some totally cock-hardening bra under that sweater. The way her tits looked he was sure of it.When Mandy saw Tom walk through her door, she seemed to fight a desire to smile in happiness to see her former employee and subsequent lover. But Tom knew Mandy well enough that even if she was totally thrilled to see him, she probably wouldn't let.