"I wondered who bought that," she said. She smiled at me. She was tiny, and couldn't have been much bigger than my sister, Amy. "What do you charge?" ...'ve got some rate sheets," I said. I'd written them out carefully and had Dad xerox them for me at work. I pulled out the folded sheets and handed them to the two women. While they looked it over, Janet ran her hand over my thigh, lightly brushing it with her fingertips. I felt my cock twitch and press against my shorts.They looked them over and. Mmmmm. She was a little nervous and shy when John walked out and saw her lying on the couch. As his eyes bulged out of his head Chloe's giggles made her tits jiggle a little and her nipples began to tighten as the blood rushed to them. She had a shy little innocent slutty smile and her eyes were barely open. I began to feel on her stomach and tits a little while our friend sat in his chair announcing his hard on and telling Chloe how fucking hot she looked. He then asked if he could touch.. It was not long before the downstairs buzzer rang. It was close to three in the morning, and the rain had slowed to a steady drizzle. He buzzed them in, and after a couple of minutes he heard loud talking in the hallway, something that might disturb his neighbors, but at that point he didn’t care very much. He opened the door to a tall, meaty figure smoking a cigarette and behind him a brown-skinned woman of average height wrapped in a faux fur coat. It wasn’t the blonde- haired, blue-eyed. She quickly put her car in gear and sped off up the street back to work, cussing at every stoplight and griping at herself along with way. She couldn't believe how stupid she'd been, having sex in the park, not believing what a slut she'd been. She griped at herself all the way back to work and in the elevator ride up to the law firm she worked for, Barnard, Hastings, and Warren. She had taken a trench coat out of her trunk so that she wouldn't have to correct her outfit until she reached her.