Frank goes home, dismisses his deckhand and gets a text

It was early evening when Frank and Amanda returned to the street. She helped him unload the SUV, then giggled as he pulled her into a fondling kiss. She nibbled his face and throat, wriggling against him.

"Are you going to do me again Captain? Right here in the garage?"

"No, I'm just giving you something to remember."

"Oh God...you gave me lots to remember out on the boat...this big fat cock...stretching me..."

"And it'll stretch you again, you horny slut. See what Gustafson thinks of the idea of a threeway. But without mentioning my name. That can be his little surprise."

"Ok...I will...I want two cocks...I'll keep it...you...a secret..."

"Thatta girl," he growled, then sent her on her way with a slap on the ass. "Sweet dreams, deckhand!"

"Mmm...I'll be dreaming about your cock Captain...Are you sure you don't want to..." she purred as she swayed back towards him.

"On your way, you little trollop," he chuckled, pushing her out of the garage door and closing it behind her. Inside the house he poured himself a drink, then flicked the TV on as he sank into the couch with a contented sigh.

Two minutes later his phone chimed with a text. He frowned slightly as he saw it was from Letitia.

"I saw you come home. I'm here all alone. An innocent helpless girl. All afraid of what might happen to me"

"Won't you please come over and check under my bed to make sure I'm safe... The basement door is unlocked..."

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