Gemma was feeling randy, and she wasn't about to use her new dildo and give Ric-Riley the pleasure. Then she
saw Rick's iPhone lying on the floor. She knew the password was 38DD, and logged into his address book. She
grinned as she scrolled through the names and phone numbers 80% of them had photos linked to them. She
scowled as she saw that AJ from work was really a woman, and his supposedly fat, old and ugly secretary from
the secretarial pool named Emma was really a 21 year old cutie with big boobs. She grinned at Frankie's
photo. She had expected Frankie to be another woman, but instead there was a buff Hispanic man with an open
shirt. Under comments she read that he was a one-woman man, and there was a 90% chance Rick would get laid
with one of his castoffs. Frankie had a limit of two women per night, but usually wanted just one, and Rick as
wing man would score with the other chick.
"That's your idea of a one-woman man is it?" she asked squeezing her new boobs.
She keyed send on Frankie's phone number, "Hello, is this Frankie Gomez?"
"Yes, but this can't be Rick? But you're using Rick's phone?"
"Caller ID of course," she said to herself, and then said, "Oh, Rick had to go away suddenly. He said his
phone wouldn't work there, and gave it to me. I'm Gemma, and Rick mentioned that if I needed comforting I
should call you."
She felt her boobs tighten against her chest. Rick was getting upset. She grinned pleased with herself,
until Frankie told her he could fit her in tomorrow evening, but he had a prior commitment tonight. She made
the date and started scrolling through the rest of the address book. She grinned as she recognized a name.
She could feel Rick tensing again. Yes, that's who she'd invite over tonight. She keyed the photo, and the
phone started to ring.
"Hello, Rick?" came the deep masculine voice on the other end of the line.
"No, it's Rick's friend Gemma, he loaned me his phone and suggested I invite you for dinner. I know it's
short notice, but do you have plans for tonight?"