Her saliva fell over her top, down between her tits. In between deep strokes I f***ed her to look up at me, my cock plowing her mouth. Such a great si...ght to see my slave on her knees, thick cock buried in her mouth and the look of sheer desire in her eyes, her heavy bosom bouncing underneath her wrap round top. I picked her up by the head, cupped her neck on either side and kissed her again..i could taste my own cock in her mouth. She wanked my cock against her stomach. i couldn’t stand it. Had he heard of any unusual effects of the water softener, on women, perhaps? No? Oh, it was nothing, never mind. Yes, we ought to meet up for a drink sometime. Bring the girlfriend. What girlfriend? That was when I thought of Louise again.No sooner had I put down the phone, but it rang. It was Louise. There's telepathy for you. One day, it might replace the telephone altogether. Meanwhile, they're still working on the system. They have bandwidth problems."Colin? Oh, thank God it's you. I. I can handle that. We had long shifts on the tow boats." Don't let yourself get overtired, that's all I'm asking. I don't want you getting sick or exhausted. You're too valuable to us to have that happen."She gave me a questioning look before turning away."I'll be careful," she promised, still not looking at me.It seemed like an awkward moment despite the fact that all I was doing was giving her some friendly advice. Early on, it wouldn't be so bad. Later in the summer, with day after day of. I took care to avoid any appearance of hitting on Cheyenne. I wanted to in the worst way, but she’d done absolutely nothing to encourage my early probes. There was an ongoing debate in my mind as to whether I should be more aggressive, but I was afraid any pushing on my part would just raise a barrier between us, and I sure as hell didn’t want that. It was better to pine for her from a distance and suffer in silence. I was, after all, damaged goods.But then things changed. One afternoon in.