I've ummm…" She was at a loss for words.I was tempted to look over at the thermometer. With a face as red as hers she had to be driving the temperat...re up. She was certainly driving mine up as I realized where she would have seen me and read my stories.I decided not to make any move towards her. I figured that if I moved a muscle she was going to bolt like a rabbit. I figured talking was the best course of action for now."You've read my stories", I softly said as I attempted to lock her eyes on. I would be holding three classes showing the employees how to use it. I would be gone for two nights.On my second night there, I called Diane. I was surprised she remembered me. She told me that there was no way she would forget the way I fucked her. I had to wonder how bad the men in the area fucked their women. All I did is give her a little more attention and not come until I felt her coming. It was a simple task of putting the woman first.I explained to Diane that I was in town for one more. "You still want to give Mr Allen a blow job? Is that correct?" Yes" I said again."Even after he gave you such a sound spanking?" Yes" Have you given him a blow job already?" she asked"No" I said"You haven't?" she said rather surprised at my answer."No" I said"At least not today" Mr Allen said"At least not today?" Pat repeated, looking at me. "Have you given MrAllen a blow job before?" Yes, it was a reward for doing a good job before the party." I said"Is that so?" She said "A reward, for you,. At sight of me the old man blushed."Are you waiting for dad?", I asked him smiling, and sat down beside him so close that my blond curls touching his shoulder and the cloud of French perfume fragrance engulfed him. The sexy thighs of my beautiful legs in black nylon were close to him too. I smiled charmingly again and looked into his eyes with my large blue eyes. Under his trousers between the legs quickly grew up a big hillock. All this became even more ridiculous."Dmitry Vasilyevich, will you.