With the spiked heels still on my feet, even I know my legs look sexy, and I can tell it’s a turn on for Rick. He’s running his hand up and down m...y leg, and he has another raging hard on. I look longingly at his throbbing cock as he sits between my legs, his eyes taking me in. “Fuck me, Rick,” I say. His eyes lock on mine and he raises an eyebrow. My words reached him, but he wants more. “Drive your massive cock into me and fuck me with it. Fuck me long and hard until I can’t remember my own. . to the fair ... I can’t because I won’t be in town.”“Oh. I see. Of course. That makes sense.” Gee was dealing with simultaneous attacks of encouragement and disappointment. She couldn’t go to the fair with him, but she did want to go out with him. He felt a little like an infatuated teenager.“Gee? If you’d like ... I mean since we’ve broached the subject ... We seem to both be interested ... Well ... We could drop the professional nonsense this evening and consider this a date. Sort of. I. He took the reins and spoke softly. “Prepare to sleep. Make a fire if you are comfortable with one.” He then slunk off and disappeared easily into the darkness.The girl worked quietly in the dark and prepared a sleeping roll for them. After undressing, she waited naked in the blankets for him to take her. Around her, the dark nearly moonless night made many noises of life. Unused to them, she only hoped he wouldn’t be worse then whatever was out there. After several long minutes alone,. “You say the missus usually gets home at quarter past five?”Phil nodded. “She knocks off at five. It’s a quarter of an hour drive, give or take.”“Then we don’t have much time, do we?” Big Dick decided.A chair was lifted from the kitchen and placed in the lounge in an out-of-the-way position. Phil sat down on it, a horrible feeling making his belly heavy and his head light. It was all so very wrong. What was he doing? Then he felt a surge of anger. It was all Emma’s fault, for having that.