You smile and laugh at me.“Come on,” you say. “Don’t be so uptight. Like you say, nothing is going on between us, so why not just enjoy yourse...f? There’s nothing wrong with that is there?”“No…”“Alright, so let’s get another round.”“Sure,” I answer uncertainly. But I love the way your smile lights your face. How can I say no? It’s only a drink, after all.I watch you walk to the bar in your burgundy blouse, black skirt, and heels. Your outfit is a perfect balance of professionalism and sexiness. "Still?" Yes, you know what he did? He bought me one of those silly showers that fit over the taps and told me to use that, the tight git!" she stormed."Do what Jan does with me and tell him he's not getting any till he gets it sorted," I chuckled."Christ, he'd welcome that. Last time I practically raped him because he's forgotten what it's for. I'd never get anything done then and Lord I love my nooky," she giggled."Guess you'll have to get someone in," I said."Tight bastard won't go for. The clamp my small hole has on your dick and the sight of my round butt trying to pull away from your thrusts are burning a dark hole in your brain. Your hands circle my neck and I am choking as you pull me down hard to meet your thrusts. You ROAR as you choke me out and I feel a fierce rush of cum spraying deep inside my stretched hole. As a final assualt you pull out while you cock is still semi-hard. I lay bent over the table wimpering while you continue down the hall to your bedroom to. As quickly as she had grabbed me she let go as if she had been burned."Mom, he he ..he's hard in my panties," she mumbled to her Mother."I don't know what's going on here but I'll put an end to it right now," her Mother said as she grabbed me by the arm and started dragging me past Marshall and down the stairs. I wasn't use to the heels and stumbled after her down the stairs and right on out the front door. Jennifer followed and started a chatter as she had now formed some thoughts of.