I kicked myself for being impatient. I probably could have let her engineer a much more entertaining scenario had I known this. But now that I did kno...w it, I decided that she wouldn't forget me.By the time we were done eating she remembered that we had talked a bit and the subject of the mile high club came up. She confided in her fantasy and on a whim she decided to act upon it. She remembers a very enjoyable experience but has decided that sex with strangers is dangerous and from now on she. She got her foot into the second shoe, saying, "That coffee is so good." She walked to her briefcase near the front door in the living room. Picking up her briefcase, she asked, "What were you doing up so early?" I couldn't sleep." Is something wrong?"I walked to her, saying, "Well, I'll tell you what was wrong." I secured the towel around my waist and said, "I was waiting to give you a kiss on your way to work." I held her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek.She smiled, but she was obviously. The woman did not realize it at the time, but she was rising to an orgasm much faster than she normally did, and it was because Hammy was such an adept fucker. He hit all of the good spots with every stroke—of course, there were no bad spots with his educated technique.The customer had her first full-scale orgasm only minutes into the fuck cycle, and it was so good that she almost fainted. However, she did not faint, possibly because she wanted to get every penny's worth of her investment from. Matt seized the opportunity. "Look I'll get there as soon as I can, but now I have to go and concentrate on driving, since I don't have cruise," Matt said quickly, reaching over and cutting the connection quickly, before she had a chance to respond.It was solid white in front of him, and nothing but grey haze behind. Matt was very glad that this was a divided freeway, or things would have gotten really dangerous. The occasional flashes of light from cars going the other way and from lightning.