.. I love you...," she whispered, looking deep into his eyes, both of them in a trance. He was intrigued by her steel blue eyes. "Let's go, we have di...nner reservations." As they drove his eyes were locked on her, looking up and down her body. Tracing the curves of her body with his eyes. First, her tan, silky smooth neck. Then over the curve of her firm, gorgeous, breasts. Then over her firm, flat belly, and her amazing hips that he could not wait to hold. Down her thighs and past her knees to. "Don't say anything!" I told her urgently. "The Feds can hear you but not me, to them it's a dead line. Just say 'hello' a couple of times and hang up. Then find a convenience store with a one-person john and go in, lock the door and then call me."She'd caught her breath when I'd started speaking, but then I heard her say "hello" again, and a third time sounding irritated. Lee had always been quick on the uptake. I broke the connection before she did.I hadn't been able to think of any other way. The 34 year-old single mom had hoped to pick up some young stud to fuck her brains out, but all she found were wimpy nerds and old perverts. She had dressed like a complete slut for the occasion, skipping her panties and wearing a white dress that clung to her wide hips and bubble ass like a second skin. Her entire back was completely exposed all the way to the top of her ass cheeks. As she entered the house she heard someone crying. Recognizing the voice as her son’s, the red-haired bombshell. ’ Chayne likes to be waited on. Her job involves customer service which she delivers exceptionally well so when it is her turn to receive she expects perfection. The only thing with expectation is it always disappoints. Chayne reaches in her bag and grabs her iPad. It’s usually glued to her right hand but today has been so busy this is the first chance she’s had to look at it. As soon as she powers up the device her Skype starts going off- oops. She never signed out from last night’s session..