K&T, LLC Ch. 03

When I had my phone open in the car, I noticed that I had been letting the messages pile up. As soon as we were back in the car, I started playing them. Congratulations was a big theme. Also in evidence were queries from clients about their schedule. My little scene with Harold would do a lot to settle that down. My clients might as well form a gossip club. I had introduced Siobhan as Sean's sister, and they all knew about Sean's session with Mario. It was a big part of the reason I asked Siobhan to fill in.

In that theme, there was another message. I had almost forgotten about Richard, the clerk at Petsmart. I had given him a card and suggested he call. Francine and Siobhan might be willing to help for a while, but I needed a regular stand in, particularly if I became pregnant. Richard was my first option.

It was late, so I replied by text. Richard, I am out of town tomorrow, but I can give you an interview on Wednesday. Please reply with available times. Nothing ventured; nothing gained. Richard replied before I was through with the other messages. I set him up for 10:00 AM. Either Jason or Christine would be available then, probably both. It would be one more new experience for them.

Then, we were at the Residence and my thoughts were on Sean. He gives divine ass massage. Sean seasoned the massage with a few applications of his new lash. This he played off against a tongue bath and a bit of rimming. Then he pounded me like a 16 penny nail.

It is so good to feel desired.

Sean:

With Sheila, sometimes I feel like a fifth wheel. As usual, I could have played George and waited in the car. Sheila introduced Jo to Harold. We went to his office. Sheila gave Harold a thumb drive and Jo's invitation text. They worked with it a bit, then Harold printed out a nice looking proof. All good. Then, Sheila asked me to step out.

I had been expecting this. There were times Sheila could not play Cynthia with me around. Sobeit. I went to the restroom and did my business, then loitered in the hallway for about ten minutes. The three of them emerged, talking of times and numbers. All done. Harold had his signed picture. Time to get the fuck out of Dodge.

It was near midnight when Sheila and I finally made it to bed. Jo signed off at the garage, clearly making room for us to be alone. I had promised Sheila an ass massage, which I gave her. I also tried out the lash she had given me. It was very nicely balanced, with a genuine shark skin grip. I suspect some of my frustration came out, because I turned Sheila's whole ass pink. In penance I licked and nibbled Sheila's whole derriere, then rimmed her anus. By the time I actually entered her, it was nothing but hammer time. It was the perfect therapy for my pissy mood.

It is so nice to feel needed.