He lovingly rubbed his towel across her slightly hidden tattoo, almost tracing it line, by colorful line. He was in a trance and not noticing her eyes... looking deep into his face, her lips opening to speak but rather she thrusted her lips upon his, her tongue probing for his. Once she found it, she pulled it in her mouth to suck him down in her smooth motions. His hands reached for her breasts again. Taking both in his hands and feeling her nipples rubbing across his fingers, he needed to taste. She had heard Nadine's screams during the rape and she decided that she was not going to suffer the same fate. She owed nothing in the way of fidelity to her husband and the way she saw things, anything she could do to get out of this situation alive and with the minimum of pain and humiliation, then the better off she would be. Besides; she had got a decent look at the Steve guy when the robbers first broke in and he didn't look that bad and she did get a little tingle of excitement when he. ’ ‘Thanks, Mike, that’s very considerate of you. Have you worked here long?’ ‘This December, I’ll celebrate twenty-six years with the company. Of course, it was Hughes Aircraft then. I started to work the night John Lennon was killed.’ ‘Wow, that’s a long time! You must know everyone in the company.’ ‘Not really. I was transferred to this facility five years ago, when the Fullerton plant was torn down.’ ‘It’s interesting that you consider five years to be a short time, but I was wondering if. ..how...this...makes... you...feel. Don't...you?" I asked, giving her a new set of strokes. All short but on target to find that ever elusive g-spot. I thought I had found it, but when I went back to the same spot, she twisted so that I couldn't hit it. "I felt that," I said, gripping her winding waist with one hand to try and hold her where she was. I started hitting the spot. Her legs trembled each time, so I knew I had it right this time. She sounded so sexy and proper when she cursed..