Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirtyish blonde slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and ...turned to face Amy Jo, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The blonde was dressed in a dark blue woman's business suit, accompanied by tasteful black pumps and a white silk blouse. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly. It was slow and warm and soft — a comfortable embrace.When it ended, she leaned back and said, "It's okay if the child is yours, David." She smiled. "I'd be surprised if it wasn't. That said, let's go with Pops' approach. It's his baby — period. End of discussion."He smiled. "Why?"She kissed him again, this time with more passion, and then said, "Because that's what my father wants. His wife is pregnant. He will be the baby's father." All right. I'll leave it at that," he said."With the way we. ‘I’m sure you’re told often enough but there was a small chance you simply didn’t have any idea how ... desirable you are. Excuse me, I must go now,’ Jo added, as she pulled the car closer to the exit barrier. Once again, she watched him follow in her side mirror but this time, she became aware of a bulge in his cargo pants which certainly hadn’t been that pronounced earlier. He dropped back down to her level for a third time.‘So, it was an act of charity?’ asked the man, his lips twitching. ‘A. Guys who have done it with everyone always want something kinky.”He swallowed and nodded. “Yeah, I'm a virgin.”She took his hand and lead it to her breast, knowing he wouldn't do it himself. She then reaches back and undoes her bra as he starts to work on her breast. She couldn't help but let a moan escape her lips as he played with her, lightly rubbing his thumb over her erect nipple. She leaned in and then kissed him deeply.He had kissed a girl before, a few actually. This wasn't new. He held.