Eventually she told me she had to go, but that I should call her after work the next day if I was free. Still nervous for some reason I picked up the ...hone Wednesday and called Jessica. I heard her lovely voice on the other end. We exchanged small talk, and she asked me if I jerked off again last night thinking of her, I paused for a second and then just admitted to it. Her response was a quick “Oh good, at least I wasn’t the only one getting myself off last night.” All I could do was smile and. Mrs. Svensson and her husband were new retirees and had lived in the house an expensive year. As usual, she was properly dressed the laundry room, her skirt, blew up a little and I got a good glance on her nylon covered legs. Among the women in the house she was seen as a style icon, but in the laundry room she turned into an savage self-appointed guardian and named between us guys as "the Pitbull". The Pitbull gave me a tough but puzzled glance, it was like she had not really decided what she. While she is distracted with her laptop, I re-imagine the switch, but this time, instead of happiness, I think of no feeling, and try to move the switch. It budges slightly more, but still not enough. I can somehow sense the switch inside her.Hmm... Inside her...I look at my professor, at the way her suit hugs her nice curves, and another thought strikes me. Maybe I can't change an emotion quickly, but can I affect her physically? I decide to throw caution to the wind as she turns back to me,. She had just picked up a new client who was in the market for a new home. His name was Zack and he was a very good looking 23 year old who had recently inherited a lot of money. He wanted Lori to help him look for the perfect place to buy. He had a big budget so Lori was more than thrilled to find something for him. The commission on this deal would be a big help for her.Lori had pulled several houses out of their inventory they had for sale. She hoped that one of these would be the perfect fit.