The cab door opened, and again closed, a crunching of footfalls on gravel. Then silence reigned, again time meant nothing. I panicked! Had this suppos...d master dumped me and the van, stealing my credit cards, passport and the like and leaving me to die in this stuffy old van? Time passed, then the footfalls on the gravel once more keys rattled, doors opened, light and fresh air hit me, a voice barked at me to “get out” and the gravel under my bare feet became a trial as he checked I hadn’t. She had dressed in the special outfit and was standing in a fever of doubt, desire and mild dread in the middle of the room. Her fingers fluttered at each other and her eyes kept scanning the room, making sure everything was as it should be. She waited.The sound of the old elevator stopping at her floor brought her eyes back to the door. She held her breath as the footsteps approached down the corridor. At the knock on the door she flew across the room, flung open the door and launched into his. Never rush... each step is deliberate... each swing of the arm... the way your shirt creases as you walk.. the way you breathe in sync with your slow gait as you cross the room... shoulders squared... chin set defiantly... nature itself requires the male of each species to dance and preen for female selection... a presentation in hopes of greater pleasures to come.Jake knew she was watching every move as he made his way to her. He could sense her anticipation as her breasts rose and fell more. ... she looked sly and said that she would keep coming back if I gave it to her.....!Coach came into the room and she changed subject. I sat there looking at this beautiful woman with tits bigger than I had ever seen. My cock started to grow and I felt so stupid.Cathy served us the mousse and sat down next to me. The dessert was delicious. It was the best mousse I had ever had. But my thoughts were more on how she had hit on my while the coach was out of the room. I could feel a little bit of.