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Illicit Desires
Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: goodhusband, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
here until five." I looked at my watch. It was 3:25. "According to the listing on the Internet your address is 128 South 5th Street. Is that still correct?" "Yes, that's correct. There's a sign over the door. You should be able to park on the street." "I can be there in ten minutes." "I'll be waiting for you." The 120 block of South Fifth Street was located in an old neighborhood on the outer edge of the cities business district. Number 128 was a tiny storefront wedged between a computer repair shop and a locksmith. A small sign above the door read, Wheeler Security. I parked on the street in front, dropped four quarters into the parking meter and went inside. The space looked more like an office than a store. In the middle of the room there was a steel desk with two chairs in front of it. On the wall to my left there was a row of five steel file cabinets. On the opposite wall there were four large two door metal storage cabinets. They were all locked. A middle aged bald headed man was seated behind the desk. He was reading what appeared to be a technical journal. When he heard me come in he looked up. I said, "Mr. Wheeler my name is Franklin Reese. I just called you." He stood up and extended his hand. "Mr. Reese, I'm Jeff Wheeler." He motioned to one of the chairs in front of his desk. "Won't you please sit down." "Thank you" As soon as we were both seated he asked, "How can I help you?" "Mr. Wheeler I'm going to get right to the point." "I think that would be a good ...