Burton had put on the file with Hannah masturbating. Damn, she really is hot. Let’s not blow this. I really do want her.
“Hannah” came Burton’s reply.
“yes?” typed Hannah
“I really want you. I can’t stop thinking of you. I guess the only way you will know if I’m serious is with time.” Burton was trying to pick his words carefully. He was starting to wonder if he had hooked her or she had hooked him. He had to watch himself or he might fall and he couldn’t afford to do that.
Hannah pondered his words. She knew there was nothing in the relationship with her husband and Burton and definitely turned her crank. Maybe the fact he had been doing this for a while made him really good at it. She felt a twinge in her crotch. She giggled as she thought about him as a professional. But he was more than that for her. He was intelligent and he was sensitive. He knew how to make her feel wanted. What the hell, if she felt he was taking advantage of her it was just a computer and she could cut him off and be done with it.
“What do you mean, you really want me? :)” let’s see what he does with that, she thought.
Ok, he thought. She’s back in the game. “ah….what do you think I mean? ;)”
*Don’t be too easy* she whispered out loud. *Make him work for it.* “I asked the question.”
Burton didn't hesitate with an answer. “Well, I figured you had a big bank roll and if I worked it right I could squeeze it out of you. How about that?”
“You better start looking for someone else then, I don’t have anything.”
Hmm, if she only knew what I could do, he thought. “I wouldn’t say that you don’t have anything. I’ve seen plenty.” With that he played the file again. *yes I’d say I’ve seen quite a bit*
“I don’t like the way you said that, Burton” she replied with a twinge of sarcasm.
“I disagree, I think you liked it very much.”
Hannah felt a shiver run through her. She thought about the other night. He is right.
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