My fingers are sliding across my wet clit as I wait for my walking goddess. My hot chocolate arrives so I look away from the door and place it on th...e table. I hear the bell above the door ring she walks in her curvaceous hips swinging from side to side. She orders a hot chocolate her voice seductive but sweet like honey too which makes me want to melt into a puddle. She sits at the free table opposite, I sip my hot chocolate and then look up into the most heavenly face I ever saw. Her ruby. While she watched the adult movies, she would almost always have the sound either very low or all the way off completely. She would also have the remote control handy so that she could quickly turn it off if she was interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door halfway through. But it was a point of fact that while she was watching, she would frequently be touching herself, masturbating, especially playing with a clitoris by moving the fingertips back-and-forth over top of it. One of her tricks. "Kendra, call me Kendra," Kendra told her dumbly. Where did that come from? She thought. This was not a time for politeness. Vivian still had her arms around her and Kendra could feel her young breast pressed to her back. "Well, Kendra, you wouldn’t be the first older women I've been with. I told you I'm kind of a slut, so it’s not like you're doing anything to take advantage of me. And if you really didn't want it this would have no effect."Kendra’s night shirt had been too short to start and. "Was there anything else in your pants, sir?" he asked.I thought for a moment and then quickly wheeled myself into the bedroom. My cell phone was missing. The officer suggested that I notify my carrier and told me that, in light of his discovery, it was unlikely that the "case" would be investigated much further.We thanked him for his hard work and I finished making tea. It was only two-thirty and we decided to try to return to sleep. Or at least to bed. Once we were settled, though, I sat bolt.