“What time do you want me there?”
“About five.”
“I’d have to leave early.”
“Has that stopped you before?”
“Not when it’s an order from you.”
He chuckled. “I’ll have the limo pick you up at the house.”
She was smiling to herself, so pleased.
“And Joanna?”
“Yeah?”
“Those five inch heels?”
“Five inch heels?”
“I’ve missed your legs and that tight ass.”
He was sounding thoroughly regular Miles, horny yes, but without any hint of the past week’s drama clouding his light hearted conversation.
“I’ll look like a regular woman of the evening,” she said. The idea would appeal to them both. Joanna’s loins were suddenly pumped sky high. At long last this nightmare was over. She couldn’t wait to climb aboard his c**k and celebrate.
She dashed home at four and dressed for him, knowin
