Bob has a surprise.

"Nice place you got here Bob" Max said softly as she entered his house. She looked around, after years of making side cash as a cat burgerly she couldn't help but case his home. A few worthless pieces of art scattered around the living room, nothing of worth stood out. He had a nice media center, large screen TV, speakers the whole works. Worth a few thousand easy, but much to hard to steal, not to mention fence. His house had a definite suburban Ikea feel to it. She lightly ran her fingers across the rough surface of his leather couch as she walked deeper into his home. Even the simple rough texture against her fingertips were was getting her excited.

"Here you go," a voice behind her spoke. Turning around she was greeted by Bobs smiling face. His hand outstretched, offering her a tall glass of what looked to be lemon aid.

"Thanks," Max said, biting her lip as she felt her pussy twitch. She was getting wet just by being in so close to a male.

"I want to show you something," Bob said as he put his hand on the small of her back and started to lead her to another room. Max bit her cheek to suppress the moan that wanted to escape as she felt his large hand caress her back. The sudden urge to rip her clothes off and impale herself onto his dick right there, fuck him till he exploded inside of her washed over her. Fighting it, pushing those desires away, she took a sip of her drink.

"OK," she replied meekly as she tried to regain control of her thoughts, as she let him lead her further into his home.