” I told him, as the guy agreed instantly…When I stood to grab my bag I made sure that he could see down my shirt and when he directed me to the s...tore room I could almost feel his stare on my swaying buttocks.There was not fitting chair in the back room so I sat on an old desk as this black guy Devon eventually found the right size. He took his time again, no doubt so that he could continue to look at my cunt which was even more visible to him when I spread my thighs even further. I stood up. I wrote Trish's cell number on a pad and told her to have Lena call before they went over.I went back into the other room and called the security office at my subdivision. I gave them Lena's name and told them that until further notice, she had access to my home. Since they had caller ID, they used that to verify it was really me.It was now ten-thirty and I let Tamara know the time. I went back into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. I never felt clean from a bath. Plus, I liked to. My cock lunged forward, filling her hand fully and my body responded also as I jerked. My eyes got big, and my mouth dropped open, and although I wanted to speak, I couldn't.She didn't say anything either, but pulled her hand back out of my shorts, and wiped the wetness that was still on my cock onto my boxer shorts, all while she never broke eye contact."I wanna watch." Was the inaudible sentence she mouthed to me as I still stood there in awe.What do you say to that? My girl would kill me.. She came to a small, closet sized toilet and violently tore the door open and slammed it shut after entering. All the room contained was a toilet, a small mirror over an equally small sink and a radiator to the right of the toilet.She leaned on the sink and clenching its edge, studied her face in the mirror; the intensity of the anger on her face was so extreme that anyone walking in on her at that moment would have feared for their life.I need ... I need to calm the fuck down. She slowly.