’ ‘Mr. Franks, we can offer you something that no other company can.’ I tell him as I come from behind my desk. ‘What is that Heather?’ Look...ing over at Sue who has opened her blouse. Looking over at Abby, he watches as her skirt falls to the floor at her feet. ‘Does this answer your question Mr. Franks?’ I say, standing next to him rubbing my slit. ‘Mmmm I see what you mean, Heather.’ The three of us strip off our clothes, tossing them in the air. Sue and Abby take his hands, pulling Mr. Franks. If I’ve heard nothing by the end of the day, I’ll go by the house. I haven’t decided whether I’ll stop. Call me when you leave work. I’ll meet you here. If I hear from my mother, I’ll let you know.”We went to our jobs. Morgan called me and asked if we might eat lunch together. Of course, I said that I would like that. We met about half way at a Mexican restaurant. It was good and Morgan was, as always, a great companion. We enjoyed our time together. She hadn’t heard from nor seen her. The coffee shop was fairly busy, but for some reason, my gaze was locked onto the beautiful, blonde college student who stared back in challenge. I was caught like a deer in the headlights, as though an oncoming semi-truck was about to plow through me. Little did I know just how accurate that omen would turn out to be.I composed myself and turned to the counter. Luca, the owner of this gem of a café, was busy finishing an order, so I turned back to see a faint knowing smile on the blonde,. When we get to the door, he cranks up the vibe, and the added speed makes me catch my breath and freeze in place. He puts his hand in the small of my back and gently propels me forward out the door. He locks it behind us, then guides me to the car's driver's side, opens the door, then turns off the vibe. He motions me to sit, then closes my door and goes to the passenger's side and gets in. “Don’t cum until I say it’s okay, and don’t get your jeans wet.” I start the engine, adjust the mirrors.