A final, rough move was plenty to push me over the edge – but also plenty to push the table leaf over its tipping point. Anal sex I could now hear her breathe and feel the warmth of her skin against mine. Just because she was unimaginably hot. When she finally looked somewhat normal, I unlocked the door and let her out. I picked her up and laid her down on the poker table. She did well, serving the locals their drinks as quickly as she could and keeping the bar clean and tidy. That, combined with the prospect of getting to watch her body swirl and twirl about night after night, made the decision, be it a tad hollow, one of the easiest ones I’ve had to make since I took over the bar. Perhaps even wrong. I reached around her and unbuttoned her jeans. She threw her head back for a brief moment, then continued cleaning, but staying in the same spot as she did so. As she turned around and went back to cleaning the bar, I placed my body directly behind hers, ran my finger over
