One thing for sure, with his spanking me and screwing me at odd and crazy intervals, I’d never know what was going to happen, and that suited my reckless temperament. Painful as it was to admit, the whole thought of this impetuous affair was about as delicious as anything I’d had in a long time.
“So, you gonna check up on me tonight?” I asked.
“You think I should?” he replied.
“I think you just might invite more trouble,” I warned.
“Ah! All the more reason to keep you line,” he replied, very sternly.
I could actually like his cool reserve, knowing now what was behind it all. I took one last longing look at his baby blues; then straightening my skirt, I wiggled my ass and sassily walked out the door.
For these rewards, I thought to myself, I’ll gladly work until dawn.
