I freeze with the chime of the doorbell.   Already my legs are unsteady as I softly tremble.  The climax just released still affecting me.  With such evident with the glistening wetness upon my inner thighs.  The items held keeping me at the pinnacle of heighten sensitivity.  Instantly I think that Jack is back.  But then at the very next instances.  It comes to me, what if it is not Jack.  What if it is someone else.  Another person would see me, exposed like this.  In what seems an eternity a wage a war within my mind.  What should I do, move behind the counter or turn and see who it is.<br/><br/>That few seconds that seemed like an eternity would swiftly go by.  My decision made, in part because of two reasons.    As I slowly turn to see who has come in.   While in that turn, I am reminded of one of the reasons why I chose this course.  I am so worked up, the slightest movement now is nearly setting me off again.   I doubted I could have made it around the counter with out losing it again.<br/><br/>The other reason I ventured.  Is that my luck could not get any worse this day.  I was due a break, or so I thought.  And this had to be Jack.<br/><br/>And with that thought my gaze now would fall upon who has entered the store.