I sit down and check out a newspaper left behind, I see you walking out with bags in hand, and walking towards me, you take a peek, then continue on, ... wait a bit, and follow you from far, in admiration of your great legs and sexy curvy body, teasing me so that I come closer, but I keep my distance. I see you walk towards a stairway, I let you get a head start, then go in the stairway and walk down, I don’t know this, but your hidding behind stairs, you see me come down, as I’m headed towards. Together Alani tried to fight off her growing urge to tempt her boss into infidelity with her body, recalling how Mr. Davidson had admonished her that their relationship was to be strictly professional, but the power of the Juice over her mind was absolute, and she could practically feel her opinion changing as the idea of fucking her boss became more and more appealing against her will. Her resistance began to seem silly; it was obvious how much they both needed the sexual release, and how. ”“I often say that if I could raise the money for a franchise, I could probably get rich introducing Red Steer to Los Angeles. There is nothing like finger steaks or the Baconeer down there. Linda here is the first one to have actually eaten at one, and I think now she understand what I mean.”“Pete, if you ever get the money to open one I can guarantee it will be a success. Especially if you did the fries like this!”“Well, this is how Aunt Darla makes them. I don’t think anybody sells them this. Are they hazel or green right now? They change by your mood and the palate around you. Your appreciation is gratifying. I can see that familiar lust in you, in your eyes, the tension in your broad shoulders, the pen paused and forgotten mid-signature. Three years of marriage and you still look at me like that. A brief smile plays on your face as I slink over to you, intentionally turning my hips in the most sensuous way I can.You turn in your chair, creating a space for me to slip into your lap.