A bottle of wine and two glasses were waiting. I sat down and he joined me.We made some small talk as we drank the wine. I knew he was doing that to g...et to me relax and I was grateful for that. The room was dark with only a few candles burning. I began to feel very comfortable and warm around him. After the second glass of wine I was ready for whatever lie ahead.He took the glass from my hand and looked deeply into my eyes."Are you ready, my little one?" he asked softly.I nodded."Good, follow. Please, fuck me Danny, fast." I started fucking Janet at a faster speed, then after a few strokes in and out, I reached down and around, and got a hand hold of her tits, one in each hand.As I pumped my dick in and out of Janet's pussy, I squeezed and pinched her tits and nipples for a moment, then I lifted her up some, to more of an up right position, and pulled her back with me, as I stepped back away from the couch, and lead her back into the diningroom, to the sliding glass doors, where she. " It works for me," I told him."That shit never works for somebody in your position, Boss!"Ashley walked into the room. She stood at the foot of the bed staring at me. "I'm sorry I didn't do what you wanted right away, Miguel. I didn't know you could take it and live." Yeah!" I said. "Seems a lot of us aren't paying attention." What do you mean?" she asked."I survived a zombie bite."Her brow furrowed. "You told us at your place." No," I replied. "I told everybody after we had sex the first. I just nodded, not really parsing the nuance. Her confidence improved markedly.“Oh my god, is that really a Rolex?” she tapped my wristwatch incredulously.I glanced at it and shrugged. It definitely wasn’t a Rolex. It was such a cheap watch it wasn’t even imitation Rolex. Sandra seemed to take my non-committal response as affirmation, however, and cooed appreciatively.We talked for a while, idly, about things I forget. I wasn’t paying much attention. I wasn’t on my guard. My mind was mostly.