He then told me to remove my pants. I was afraid not to do as he commanded. I kicked off my shoes, took off my pants and underwear, standing there nak...ed. He told me to sit down on top of his huge stiff log.I sat on top of his dick and it was like sitting on a horse. He pulled his dick back and forth, rubbing it against my balls and my bottom. It made me super horny. As he pushed his dick against me, it caused me to orgasm and I ejaculated all over the boiler room floor. He then was able to pick. I like what I see."She almost crumbled to the floor in relief. Then, remembering her place, she simply regained her head-down posture. He could still see the faint traces of a smile on her lips.He was ready to show her to her room when the doorbell rang.He paused unruffled, but she froze like a deer in headlights. Her eyes widened and she paused in mid-turn. Here she was nude, standing in the middle of the living room with someone on the other side of the door ringing the door bell, now for the. . a lot, if..." If what?" If maybe ... you did something else for me too," I then told her."Like what?" she asked curiously."Well, it's not like I have any Playboy's handy," I said causing her to laugh, "You know ... to sort of jump start things a little," I spoke."So you mean you need more than just the touch of my hand to give you a jump start?" she joked back, though obviously nervous, her mind already processing the hint of what I was asking her."Well yeah, sort of," I finished. "But it. " I seriously doubt that," Carl said.Carl stood and held out his hand. When his visitor did not shake his hand, he withdrew it with a sad shake of his head.After Mr. Anthony Gamboni left, Carl sat down at his desk with a sigh. If he wasn't surrounded by security people, he would have been terrified by this visit. As it was, it just angered him. How dare they send an idiot like that to try to intimidate him into leaving town?Herman stuck his head in the door. "Come walk with me."Carl followed.