The next two rounds, Aaron was low hand both times, and I watched as he took his shirt off. I noticed myself squirm a bit, taking in the sight of his ...road muscled chest, and flat stomach once his shirt was gone. I felt funny. My crotch was giving me a signal that it was liking this. And in my alcohol clouded mind, I was trying to tell myself that we should stop this. Aaron dealt. I tried for a straight, and I lost my blouse. Literally. I slowly unbuttoned my top, and pulled it off my. .," said Julia, frowning. "Did he used to live in Baltimore, by any chance?" Yes, he did," said Janice. "How did you know that?" Oh, reporters get to hear all manner of things," said Julia, vaguely, her attention now focused entirely on AlanCochran. She had a calculating look in her eye, one Janicehad seen before in other reporters when they scented a story. But there was something else there this time, a sort of hunger and a hint of ruthlessness. This was only the second time Janice had met. " Well, do you?" he asked again, hoping that she wouldn't say yes."Let me think about it . . ." she told him, leaning over and scissoring his big, limp cock between two fingers and lifting it up out from between his legs. "How long do I have to think about it . . . before he will be ready again . . ." An hour . . . maybe two . . . unless you want to help him along," Jamie hinted. "I'm hungry . . . but not for cock," she laughed, setting his empty glass on the coffee table and getting to her. The dress fell to the floor. She turned and stepped out of it. There, standing before me was a voluptuous, full figured redhead clothed only in a green bra with sheer cups, matching boy short panties with a sheer panel in front, a garter belt, sheer green stockings and green high heel pumps. My cock twitched as I took it all in! She reached down and grabbed my tie. Using it like a leash she began walking to her bedroom. I started to rise. "No, my pet!. Stay on your hands and knees until I tell.