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“Ready to get back to the grind?” Grant asked when Penny arrived at work.
“Yes, but there’s something that you should see,” Penny replied, smiling. “Come with me,” she said and led him to the boiler room that was unusually abuzz with whispering. “Amy, do you have a minute?” she asked.
Every head in the room turned as Amy got to her feet and went to see what Penny wanted, Grant’s jaw dropping when he saw that she was wearing a pale-green blouse that did nothing to hide her breasts, her large cherry nipples clearly visible, and a short skirt and sandals, the nails on her long straight toes painted a matching green.
“Well, I’ll be damned!” Grant finally managed to sputter. “What prompted this?” he asked.
“Finally feeling appreciated,” Amy replied, smiling. “As long as I feel appreciated, I’ll dress more appropriately.”
“Well, you…you look great,” Grant said. “I’ll make sure that you continue to feel appreciated.”
Later that afternoon, Penny placed a large envelope on Grant’s desk that had come by special courier.
“These are the men that our client’s wife is seeing,” she explained, smiling as Grant looked through the material.
“This is perfect,” Grant said, sitting back and smiling. “I think that it’s time for me to give our client a call.”
For the first time in almost two months, Penny didn’t go flying. She felt as though something was missing from her life, so accustomed had she become to flying every turhal escort day, if not in actuality, in the simulator.
“Looks like we’re going to Arizona,” Grant told her towards the end of the day. “We’ve got seats on the 6:30 flight tonight, so you’d better get home and pack a bag. Figure on 2-3 days.”
With the time zones taken into account, they arrived at the Phoenix airport just after 9:00pm after a 41/2-hour flight. They saw a uniformed man holding up a sign with STUDDER on it and approached him, Grant introducing himself.
“Mr. Walker had something to take care of, but he will be at the resort by the time we arrive,” the man explained as he led them to a white Rolls Royce Phantom limousine.
“This is something else,” Penny said as she looked around the interior of the limousine, all done in white, the seats soft tuck and roll leather, the carpeting plush sable. There was even a bar and a small refrigerator, in addition to the 36″ QLED television that was folded up against the roof.
“Someone likes their creature comforts,” Grant said.
The ride was only 20 minutes, arriving at the entrance to The Canyon Suites at The Phoenician. When they went to the reception, they were informed that Mr. Walker had reserved the Presidential Suite for them and that he was awaiting them in the J they never realize how hot their bodies are getting because they aren’t sweating. Maybe we should get back in tuşba escort the car,” he suggested, leading the way back down. “Thirsty?” he asked when they were back in the limousine and the air conditioning made things comfortable again.
“Yes, please,” Penny replied.
“Beer, wine, water? I’ve even got a bottle of champagne,” Don offered, opening the small refrigerator.
“Beer sounds perfect,” Penny replied, gratefully accepting a bottle of Heineken and taking a big gulp from it. “Ahh, that’s good,” she said.
“You were talking earlier about your attitude towards relationships and men,” Don said. “What kind of a man interests you? And if I’m being inappropriate, please say so.”
“No, I don’t mind,” Penny said. “I like a man who shows an interest in me, makes it obvious that he wants me. That turns me on to know that I can have that kind of effect on a man.”
“What about age?” Don asked.
“The only age that really matters is the age of a person’s head,” Penny said. “I’ve met plenty of old young people and I know some really young older people.”
“I’m 52,” Don said.
“But how old are you up here?” Penny asked, tapping her temple.
“Still in my 20s, 30s,” Don replied.
“That’s all that counts as far as I’m concerned,” Penny said.
“Have you ever been with anyone my age?” Don asked.
“I’m not sure. I don’t usually ask, but I’ve been with guys my parents’ age,” Penny replied. tüyap escort “They know how to make a girl feel good. Younger guys can be sort of fumbly, if you know what I mean.”
“And if I tell you that I’d like to make you feel good?” Don asked.
“I won’t know until you tell me,” Penny replied, smiling at him. “Do you want to make me feel good?”
“You know I do,” Don replied, “but I’m also not interested in making a fool of myself.”
“Just make me cum, then,” Penny said, reaching for his cock and squeezing it through his pants. “You think that you can do that?”
“I know one sure way to find out,” Don replied as she pulled his zipper down, then extracted his cock.
“Mmm, nice and thick,” Penny said, leaning over and taking him into her mouth.
“Jesus Christ!” Don gasped as Penny took his entire cock into her mouth, massaging it with her mouth and throat as it grew to its full 7″, then she began bobbing up and down on it, taking all of it into her mouth each time.
“You like?” Penny asked, smiling at him as she gasped for breath.
“Hell yes,” Don replied, shaking his head. “I’ve had my cock sucked before, but nobody has ever done it like that.”
“I love sucking cock probably more than anything,” Penny said. “I like it when someone eats my pussy, too.”
“That’s my specialty,” Don said, smiling.
“Show me,” Penny said, peeling her T-shirt off to reveal her naked breasts, her large ruby nipples rock-hard, then pushed her shorts off and leaned back on the seat, her feet up on the edge wide apart, displaying her spread pussy, the fingers of one hand sliding down between her long inner lips to spread them apart, then sticking them into Don’s mouth as he knelt in front of her.
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