"Oh dear you have that look as if you want to kiss me! ...again" he said coyly "I.. Uh.. No.. Sir I know we can't... shouldn’t... I mean won't......being employee and employer and after last time... The talk we had about never again... And... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him.. "The cameras aren't on, are they?" he asks."No, John," I answer, rocking my hips to get him started again. "I made sure we're alone," I tell him as I grip his shoulder and hump my ass off the bed."Fuck me, John! Fuck me hard!" I moan and he responds immediately, slamming his thick cock into my anxious pussy.As my orgasm approaches, I dig my fingernails into John's back and flash on Jeremy and Jenny's deception. What am I going to do about them, I wonder? At first, I wanted to confront them but. His assumption that the others had gone home was incorrect. They had simply spread out in the apartment, finding places to sleep. The married sisters were more used to rising early, and had gotten up to make breakfast in the kitchen of the barn.He got up carefully enough that while both women muttered and moved, neither woke completely. He covered them with the bedspread and put on a T shirt and some running shorts. Barefoot he padded out into the common area.“He’s alive,” said Florence.“Thanks. He had new plans and she was going to help him fulfill them.He had watched her today, watched her run around with the high and mighty detective. She had been so pretty, her hair shining in the bright sun. She sparkled, glowed. He wanted that. So he had watched and planned. He thought if he could think about her hard enough, she would see him and she would know. But she hadn't noticed him, hadn't heard his silent calls. That would change. He would become all to her. He would be more than any.