"Good... good morning, ma'am," he stammered, his cool gone for the first time in almost twenty years on the job. "I'm your new m-m-meter man."The woma... smiled a bright welcome as she swung the screen door open to admit the shaken man. "Good morning. Please come in. You look like you could use a cup of coffee, am I right?"Nick couldn't believe his ears. Sure, he'd heard the old jokes about the milk man, the delivery man or the meter man being greeted at the door by a beautiful, half-dressed,. "Do you want a quick fuck before I spit you hun" her husband asked, "No that’s ok Im all fucked out, see when I told the guests about my mistake and that I would be on the menu as well, all your friends got in line and started fucking me like a common meat-girl for sexual pleasure" she replied as she picked up both bowls of stuffing and walked toward the back door to the yard where the pit and the guests were waiting, "You coming you two" she said with a mile as she opened the door and walked. She gave him instructions on what she wanted for me while she was gone. Take it easy, he said. This isn't the first time I watched him while you were gone. Smiling she said I'm sorry. I can't help it. Steve and I went to his house. I put my things in the guest room and came back out front. I like staying at his house. He likes playing video games with me. We played a few games before eating dinner. After playing a couple more games I took my shower and went to bed. I woke up thirsty after a. I tell him only the information my husband gave me and that we should make sure to be on time because of the difference in the time zones. He tells me not to worry he and John would be there. Before he leaves he tells me he likes the outfit and loves the stocking. I give him a slap on the leg and ask him how he knows what I am wearing under my skirt. He just laughs and tell me a little birdy told him.By noon almost everyone in the office is cleared out and by 12:15 the shop floor is dark. I.