My pussy was already slick from the episode of playing with Phillip's cock, and now my own desires were starting to build.My pussy was already slick from the episode of playing with Phillip's cock, and now my own desires were starting to build. I didn't have a plan, but was open to anything that might develop. "Good evening, Mr. Jabar. How nice to see you." "The pleasure, Madam, is mine." He took my hand and lifted it toward his lips. The kiss planted there was almost nonexistent, yet it had the same effect as if he'd kissed me squarely on my cunt. I waited for him to speak. "I wanted to see if there was anything you needed, if I could be of any assistance to you in any way." "How kind of you, but as you can see, I am quite comfortable. Perhaps I will have need of you a bit later in the evening." He reached into his coat and withdrew a small card. On it was a hand written phone number. "My private phone line. Please don't hesitate to call me if there is anything I can do for you." "Well, there is one thing I may need." Turning toward the bedroom, I called out Phillip's name. He was there without hesitation, and he was still naked. His cock was rock hard, though, and you could easily have hung a wet bath towel on it. "Phillip, please bring me my purse." The purse was on the table in the dining area. I could easily have gotten it myself, but I wanted Phillip there for what would soon be obvious reasons. Reaching into my purse, I extracted the small remote control device. I then looked at Phillip. His eyes were begging me not to do it. But, girls will be girls, and I couldn't help myself. "I think the batteries are starting to run down on this control. Do you think you might have any in the gift shop downstairs?" With that I handed the control to Jabar. He didn't have a clue what the machine was for, and turned it over several times looking at it. |