Scarlett

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held her close to him while pumping in and out of her cream filled pie. The feeling couldn’t be explained, because for once, she had passion and enthusiasm filling the void that she’d been missing. Their bodies intertwined as one, and the sweat dripping from both of them told a story of having hot steamy sex.
    Scarlett got on top of Greg and gently rode him back and forth. She squatted up and down on his rock hard dick as he watched her cream cover the shaft of his thickness. Greg turned her over and began pumping her from the back. The feeling was awesome. Scarlett spread her legs as far as she could while being on all fours. Greg slid in and out of her over and over again. During his last pump inside her, he could tell he had touched base. She climaxed all over him, making him erupt as well, but he hurriedly took his dick out and watched his cum skeet on her back.
    About ten minutes had passed, and they just laid there in each other’s arms. Scarlett was impressed with what Greg was working with. Greg was definitely satisfied with what Scarlett shared with him.
    “So, will we be doing this again?” Greg asked.
    “Only if you want to,” Scarlett responded.
    “I guess I’ll be meeting you again then.” They laughed. “I know you know I’m married, and I don’t want that to stop you from wanting to see me, because I like you.”
    “Not only are you married, but your daughter happens to be my best friend. But no worries, I know how to keep my business to myself. Things will be the same when we’re around each other at the office.”
    “Sounds good to me,” he agreed. “I have a personal cell phone and a work cell phone. I will contact you from my work cell phone only, with the room number, the city, and hotel. For instance, I would have hit you today with just 301, Statesboro, DT.” Scarlett laughed.
    “Meeting in Statesboro, room 301 at the Double Tree,” she stated. Greg laughed and nodded in agreement. “Don’t ever call me back or text me. I will be the one texting or calling. If you miss a call, then oh well. You’ll have to wait for me to hit you back and it may not be that same day. I’m not going to lie. My wife and family come first, so what we’ll be doing is strictly between me and you.” He sounded demanding, but was sure of what he wanted and how he wanted it, so Scarlett agreed with his conditions.
    “I also have a life outside of this, and I don’t want any drama coming my way either, so you don’t have to worry.” She assured him.
    Greg laughed. “I know there is some lil knuckle head that is beating that pussy up, but you’ll always come back this way, because I take my time to please that pussy, not beat it.”
    Scarlett grinned, because she knew Greg was right.
    “We’ll do things your way,” she agreed.
    “I knew you would.” Greg looked around for his clothes. “I have to go now. I’m taking my wife out of town for the rest of the week, so I won’t be at the shop tomorrow or Friday. I should return next Tuesday. Help Sheila hold down the fort.”
    “Don’t worry, I will. I told you that I got your back.” She smiled.
    “I know you do, and thanks for coming.” He put his pants and shirt on and leaned down to give Scarlett a smooth kiss on her lips. “You do look amazing with your hair done like that. I see you went shopping and I like that. It’s like you came out over night, but I’d already seen it in you a long time ago.” He put an envelope on the table. “That’s yours. Check it later.”
    “Okay,” she said, looking over at the white envelope.
    “You’re smart, so once you read the note, you’ll understand what it is. Drive safely going back and I’ll holla at you later.” He leaned down and kissed her again. “I had a lot of fun with you.” Greg turned and walked out the door.
    Scarlett immediately got up and checked the envelope. She opened it, and there was three hundred dollars in cash and a Visa debit card, with her name already on it

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