She knew he’d had a long day.
It wasn’t the day he had been expecting when he woke that morning; she knew that, as well. Such is the nature of his role as an in-demand attorney – sometimes a brief falls into his lap that throws his entire day into turmoil.
It’s Thursday. They meet every Thursday afternoon. At the least. Sometimes… most times… they each need more. And those are the times that are frenzied. Unabashedly needy. Intensely passionate. Even now, as she waited, she couldn’t help but shiver thinking about the last time she’d texted him and simply told him she needed to cum…
He’d met her within an hour at an abandoned parking lot. A place they had scoped out previously for these specific purposes. She’d prepared, having removed her panties before leaving the office. They didn’t have much time; neither cared. He showed up hard; she was already wet with anticipation. He promptly climbed into his backseat upon arriving, and she followed him.