Phone Then Dropping In

Quietly making my way to a point where the trees meets the driveway, checking on her to see if she heard or suspects anything. The only move she made was to part her legs a bit, not enough so I got a clear view of her pussy but enough so I could make out her slit. Once more I’m biting my left fist, not watching what I was doing, snapping a twig making her head snap up. Turning to where she thinks the sound came from, to my relief a squirrel darts back into the trees, drawing her attention to it.

With her attention on it I dart myself away from her place back to my car. Climbing in, taking deep breaths to calm down. Images of her naked body greet my eyes when I close them. My cock strains to be release from my briefs. Thinking of Gina my cock shrivels and I throw up some bile into my throat. Finding a wet nap in the glove compartment i wipe my mouth and compose myself for the call I’m about to make.Dialling! Waiting anxiously for her to pick up

“Hello?”

“Hello Dawn Amberlain?”

“Y-ee-ssss!”

"It’s Grant Shouston calling, you got a bra from me earlier today then placed an order for additional!” waiting before continuing “Well i have them with me and was wondering if i could come over to deliver and collect?”

“Grant, sure come over, I got the money!”

“Great see you in about ten minutes traffic allowing!” breaking the connection , patting the package with my right hand. Making sure tone bill read $298.90, the other $149.45 The clock on the dashboard reading 5:16 pm, sitting there until 5:27 pm before slowly backing out then pretend to drive looking for her address, making another call “Hi Grant again, did you give me the right address,I’m on Sunnybrook Rd and all I see is trees?”

“Yes I gave you the right address, did you come south from Tallmadge road or north from Old Forge Road?”

“South from Talmadge!”

“Okay then it’s the sixth driveway on your left hand side!”

“Damn I’m down by the train tracks, okay let me turn around and I start back

“Okay I’ll go stand by the road , when you see me, you’re there!”

Doing a u-turn about two hundred and fifty yards from her driveway I creep until I spot her dressed in a light yellow sun wrap over that bikini she was wearing when she first came home, waving at me

Pulling in stopping beside her “Care for a ride to the top of the driveway?”

“Thanks but no I like the exercise!” Walking beside me as I creep up her driveway.

Parking, getting out handing her the package “Well! Miss Amberlain that’s $448.35 you owe me!” As she takes my hand leading me to the patio door, then inside it as all I could do not to stripe that sun wrap off her, then that bikini and taking her right there on the floor. She stops in the kitchenette, getting two glasses of some brown liquid from the fridge.

“Nothing like a cold hard cider on a hot day!” Placing mine in front of me before going deeper into the house leaving me alone. Few minutes later she’s back, looking a little worried

"Ah Grant! We have a slight problem!” hesitating before continuing “I thought I had cash here but my hiding place is empty!”

Getting up “Look i’m in trouble for letting you walk without paying as it is!” Of course I don’t tell me that I pay for all three already, so it’s me who would be out not the boutique. “I can’t return with something to show for my trip here!”

“Well would you accept a cheque?”

“From you sure but I would need some form of identification”

“Okay just follow me into to my den and i’ll write you a cheque!” Following her to the den, which turns out to be a windowless room containing an old roll-top desk a wooden chair on casters and a futon. As we go in o goes to the desk, gets her chequebook and write one out. Tearing it out turning it to me “What would you take as identification”

Grabbing her spinning her around so I could get that sun wrap off then spinning her onto the futon. Looking up in fear at me “Oh I require intimate identification!” Grabbing the bikini bottom in one hand and yanking them down her legs

"Oh god nooooo……”