You guys really get the credit." She paused and then seemed to make a decision. "So tell me about Jake. What's his story?"Dave frowned, "We met Ja...e about three years ago. He was engaged to an attractive, intelligent woman." Pausing to look at Bella, he added, "Almost as pretty and smart as you. Turns out she and her billionaire boss were and still are having an affair. Jake found out just before their marriage. He called it off and, as far as I know, hasn't been with anyone since."He. "Alyssa," she answered, blushing at the attention. "Alyssa Moore." Okay, Alyssa Moore, here's another question for you. What's the key to making this work?"She furrowed her brow and concentrated on picturing the lineup. Her eyes refocused in just a moment."The front line, the two at the heads of each line..." I could see her recalling my instructions. I had deliberately called the players on the left midfielders, but I didn't identify the ones on the right. She picked up on my clue. " .... He heard her footsteps go to her room then heard her rummaging through something. A few moments later he heard her walking back to his door. “Are you ready?”“Ready? Ready for what?”“Ready to see what I meant by wanting to fuck you.”He was ready though he didn’t know why she had to leave or what she had to show him. He knew how sex worked. Did she? He decided to go along with this.“Yeah I am ready.”“Okay, close your eyes and don’t peek or open them until I tell you to.”“Okay, my eyes are. I had it completely buried as I stroked my cock and a man on the phone line was telling me how he was going to fuck my mouth and pound my white, bitch ass and I was in a horny haze wiggling my ass around on my dildo while stroking my cock. He was making me moan and beg him for his cock, which I did a little loudly, apparently I had been doing it too loudly for weeks.The knock on my door brought me out of my haze. I hung up the phone and didn't move. The knocking persisted. I grabbed a robe of.