Fantasy Inc by Lorraine Kennedy Page A

do it. He doesn't know about it, so it will be a surprise," Kelly explained,
    "Oh that's even worse! Do you realize that he's probably going to flip when I show up and start taking my clothes off?"
    Kelly grinned. "Well obviously someone thinks this is something that he'd want."
    Rena sighed. If she wanted to keep her job she'd have to do this. It wasn't that she minded parading around in a G-String in front of Alex, but what would he do when he found out his friend's sister was his birthday present?
    Alex was hot. There was no doubt about that. She'd had fantasies about him since she was a teen, but to actually strip down in front of him? She could barely find something intelligent to say to Alex when she was around him. How could she take off her clothes in front of him?
    "Well you better get to the subway. You only have an hour," Kelly urged.
    * * * *
    Rena held her breath as she pounded on the door of Alex's apartment. A moment later the door swung open. Suddenly she felt as if her tongue had swollen to twice its size and she was sure she'd never get it to form two intelligent words.
    Alex appeared stunned. "Rena … what are you doing here?" he asked, his deep green eyes full of curiosity.
    Rena caught her breath. He was as sexy as ever.
    "May I come in?" she asked.
    Alex stepped aside so she could enter. He was wearing a pair of jeans that showed the contours of his tight ass, and the bulge in the front of his pants. Rena wondered how much bigger that bulge would get if he had an erection. His shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing his hard, muscular chest. She had to fight the urge that came over her to reach out and caress his tan skin.
    Rena steeled herself for what she'd have to do next. She would be beyond humiliated if he threw her out. She painted a wide smile on her lips like she'd been trained to do, and then handed him a Fantasy Inc. card.
    "I'm your birthday present for the day," she told him.
    While Alex was studying the card, Rena started undressing. Alex's mouth fell open and he stood dumbfounded, watching as Rena stripped down to nothing but a skimpy black G-String. She then released her long brown hair from the clip that held it up and her tresses fell down around her shoulders and breasts.
    "So what would you like Alex? Want me to make you breakfast … dust your furniture? Whatever you'd like … I'm here to fulfill your fantasy."
    Rena didn't have to wait long to see just how big the bulge in his pants would get. His cock was straining hard against the denim material. Knowing that he found her attractive made Rena smile.
    Alex cleared his throat, obviously at a loss for what to do. "Who put you up to this?" he asked.
    "I don't know. The job was waiting for me when I got to work this morning," she informed him.
    "You know you don't have to do this. I can just say you that you did," he told her.
    "Well … it's up to you. Do you want me to put my clothes back on?" Rena asked, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.
    Alex looked down at the big bulge in his pants. "Well I think it's obvious what I want."
    Rena shook her head. "Sorry Alex, that's against the rules. You can look all you want, but you can't touch."
    At least until after the job was done!
    Rena didn't add that bit of information. She had every intention of satisfying his hunger, but not until the job was over. Once Alex's hour was up, she could do what she wanted with him, but she also had no intention of telling him that.
    Alex hadn't paid her any attention for years, now Rena would make sure that she was the only thing he could think about.
    "Well then," he said. "Can you touch me?"
    "Sure. Just not in any private places."
    Alex groaned, but smiled. "Well maybe a backrub then," he told her as he slipped out of his shirt.
    Rena couldn't wait to get her hands on his broad back, but she wanted to touch more. She could feel an explosion of wet heat between her legs at the thought of touching him, sliding her hands down his back to his