“AND DID YOU GET to talk to your husband last night about taking a trip with me?” Morgan Brewer came in first thing that morning and propped himself on the corner of Faith’s desk. She tried hard not to stare at the outline of his c**k in his khaki pants, but it proved difficult.
She nodded, forcing herself to look into his eyes. “I did, and he said it was all right with him. We’re just curious about the specifics. You know, room, food, my job here.”
After Selby took her bent over his counter, they both decided it was best to just close up shop and spend the rest of the day home in bed. They turned their phones off and left their clothes piled on the floor. When they weren’t having s*x, they talked about everything going on in their lives and Morgan’s request for her company on his trip w
