My head falls back against the wall as her expert blow job sends me to a mini version of heaven for the time being. She drew her head back and spit on...my cock stroking it getting it as slick and moist as she could. She quickly gets back to her feet and bends over, spreading her legs apart, snatching up her skirt showing me her stocking covered legs and ass. Placing her hands on the elevator doors she waits for my intrusion. I walk up behind her stroking my slick cock; I slip my finger into. "Ok Justin, it's that or your dirty boxer shorts."I put on the panties. I was constantly conscious of the silky feel of thepanties and the elastic around the top of my legs. I could not reallyconcentrate on my work.After a tiring day at the office I came home to find the washing machinestill broken."Justin," Samantha said, "I am pregnant. I am really tired. Can you washsome of my underwear for me?"Previously I had thought of doing the washing as a woman's job but here Iwas doing it. I did. "Sure thing!" Sid yelled to him over the phone. "Help yourself to anything there that you find. There's a lot of canned and dried food. Just bring the perishables and dress warmly. There are a couple bottles of Canadian Club left from the golf outing. Just be sure to check the firewood, I can't remember what's left. You'll need it because there's no power in the cabin and it gets cold up there." Thanks, Sid. Do you think that there'll be any snow?" Probably only a dusting in November. If it. It was quick, only a fewmonths and I had to have them several times a day. Tiffany came andsuddenly she was the number one girl and I could be cast aside, except Ineeded the drugs. Melissa was more than happy to give them to me but Ihad to pay for them. They were free at first but as my need grew so didthe cost of them, first money and then sexual favors to her clients.Finally she made me go with a man every night to pay for my needs. OhGod Brenda, it was terrible, last night she made me go.