Nice!

I motion Charlotte to the dinner table, quietly she takes off her shoes and then sits at the dinner table. Slowly she removed her top and let’s it drop to the floor.

I picked her clothing up and began to try and get her to change back. Even though my cock had other ideas

“Please, Mr. Dawson. I’ve seen the way you watch me. You can squeeze these tits if you want? I will give you hand jobs if I have to. I would eve-“

Roy motioned to her suddenly, something felt wrong. Even though his cock was about to burst from his pants and he was seconds away from shoving her to her knees and fucking her face. He knew one thing.

His wife was trying to trick him.

“Put your clothes on Charlotte, let’s try and discuss this in a different setting. Maybe we should just get to know each other tonight?”

The desperate girl stared at him with emotion in her eyes, slowly putting her clothes back on. Then, like clockwork.

The front door swung wide open, Deena staring directly at the pair as if she was expecting to see something.

Roy had been right, immediately as soon as she walked in. She grabbed her purse from beside the couch.
“ I’m such a dummy! I forgot this! Would have made it to Leon’s and then I wouldn’t have been able to pay! They probably would have had me on my knees trying to pay for it!” Deena said with a strange and almost accusatory tone. Her eyes leering at Charlotte. As she then slipped back outside to her car.