Back in the total darkness, I hissed "You're not leaving me like this!"Her body was shaking gently under mine, and I realized she was laughing. She wh...ispered "Remember how we agreed we were going to make Rayeanne feel comfortable this weekend? Welcome to the family, and all that? Well, this is a little too comfortable, I think." I'm sure she'll go right back to sleep. Probably won't even remember in the morning."Yeah, right. I wondered how we managed to get ourselves into this situation. The. ’ ‘I thought the agency pays me?’ ‘No honey, they just give your name to the companies that you’re qualified to work for and they pay you. This job is a lot of paper pushing and typing notes and memos to clients. You will answer phones of course and there is a list of people who you must transfer to Mr. Caldwell immediately and the rest you take messages for. You’re responsible for out of office errands as well.’ ‘Out of office errands?’ ‘Picking up dry cleaning, getting him lunch, coffee. " A lot?" she grinned.Rich gulped. "Yes, a lot."Linda turned to face him. She lifted her right leg slightly and crossed it in front of her left leg, the toes of her right foot still touching the floor. She reached down, took the hem of her nightie and pulled it up until Rich could see the outline of her pussy veiled thinly by the front of her thong. He moaned."What's that Richy? Look good to you?" Yes ... damn it looks really good ... please, don't do this."Linda smiled. "Oh, I'm going to do it. Many times. Amazingly, she was the one woman who never satisfied me. No matter how many times we fucked, I wanted her, needed to have her, that much more. But now, she was afraid to see me. So, we talked on the phone. Our conversations throughout our relationship were almost as good as the sex. We’d talk for hours some times. Her voice, that giggle, the way she’d roll her eyes or smack my arm at some ridiculous comment I just made. She’d stimulate my mind and I’d want her. It was a chain.