As I take her to bus stop she start crying on her way I ask her what’s going on she told me how deep she under financial she lost her job do to bein... she male and her bf not helping her at all.As she got on bus I left excited to watch football on big TV. As I got home surprise to see Rosie bf was in parking lot waiting for me. I came out of my SUV and he step out of his car telling me I been waiting for u I ask why he reply want to watch game I bring 6 pack beers you guys like for second I just. I gloomed a peek down her blouse---frilly bra, nice breasts, although I only got a quick glimpse of their tops.In my imagination I was already pressing her into the grapes on the nearby counter and hoisting her skirt up with my dick out preparing to fuck her.In reality I merely smiled and apologized again. “I am truly sorry. I’m so clumsy. I wasn’t looking. (That was an out and out lie. I was looking hard and getting harder as I looked.)She returned the smile and apologized to me, saying it her. My barefoot on the cold floor felt good in a sexy way. I could see her looking at it and that started my cock swelling.The next shoe, then she commanded, "Hands on your head, Prisoner, when you aren't striping!" I obeyed her but without my belt, my jeans were slipping down bit by bit. The only thing holding them up was my swelling cock. Now the sock, as I bent down to pull it off, my jeans fell to my knees and my boner tented my white briefs. Mike laughed out loud at my predicament. "Little. For over ten years he’d been in the military in one form or another and had served in places where the people were openly hostile or where terrorists hid among the populace, looking for crowded venues to create chaos. Sometimes, it was simply the fact that the criminals in those places wanted something he had, or thought he had, or figured a foreigner might be an easy target. He knew that there was little chance of thieves or terrorists in this relatively secure place, but years of necessary.