"Excuse me?"  She had turned halfway to face him on her way to the door.  "You don't seem to understand what I am saying...."  He was behind her, his body pressed as close as he could be against her.  She could feel the firmness of his cock as he pressed it  into her ass, rubbing along the crevice of her cheeks.  There was no stopping the shiver that ran through her body, she couldn't have done it if her life had depended on it and it did.<br/><br/>The twitching of his shaft was felt against the roundness of her ass.  His hands snaked along her body, up over her sides until he was cupping her breast, her nipples hardened instantly at his touch.  Monica kept telling herself to stop, she didn't want him touching her.  The man's heated breath tickled the fine hair on the rim of her ear.<br/><br/>"Never will that happen."  Monica turned her hand was raised as she slapped him across the face.