She looked to be early twenties and had a fewfriends of both sexes with her. The conversation stopped andeveryone stared at me as I entered.I was so ...nervous I could hardly get the words out of my mouth "Giveme $20 on pump 3." I practically threw the $20 at her and ran asfast as I could back to my car to start pumping the gas. I couldhear their comments following me to my car "Oh my God!" "What thefuck" and "Oh Baby!"I put the nozzle in my car and squeezed the handle but no gas cameout. Oh. Blaise looked at me confused.“The patio. Do me on the patio.”“You just stopped sweating,” he protested.“I’ve never had any kind of sex outside.”“Nothing stops the Hot-Ass Stud,” he said, following me out the door.My towel dropped on to the kitchen floor as we walked out to his secluded patio. I immediately sat in a chair and pulled my knees up to assume one of the poses from my photos and video, the one that showed Blaise my then newly-shaved balls and ass. He recognized the pose immediately. "You should know better. So what did you do with the other office supplies?"Millions of butterflies flitted around in my stomach. Would taking a box of pens lose me my job? How stupid! "What other? I just needed a few pens-" A box full?"Okay, I'm sorry." I could have taken them home one at a time over a two-week period not have been detected. So much for efficiency.He folded his arms over a developed chest. "So how did you get the calculators out? One at a time or the carton of a dozen all at. I Kiss my way down her neck and turn her to face me. Once facing me, her head rolls against my chest as she feels her breaths deepening. We passionately kiss as I remove her thong.Placing a hand on the back of my neck, she breaks the kiss. Rachel pulls me down further as her head tilts back. I kiss her breasts and roll the nipples between my fingers. Deliberately her hands remove the rest of my clothing. She kisses her way across my body. At the same time, she kicks off her shoes.Her kisses.