I am having none of that. Not today. My hands slip into your pants just enough to feel the mass of hair located there. My lips haven’t stopped sucki...g your tongue and nibbling your lips. You gasp as you feel my hands undo your zipper.You plead with me, there isn’t enough time for this, you have places to go and people to see. I shut you up with another kiss. I pull your legs out of the car and fall to my knees between them. My hands run up and down the length of your inner thighs, scraping hard. “You OK, Miranda?” Zan was standing in the doorway now. Hair just as disheveled as my own, copper highlights standing out in his blond hair. His jaw was dropped, and in the back of my mind I laughed at the sight of us, as if one person was completely shocked by the image of himself in a mirror. Zan recovered first though, and smiled his easy smile. “Ey, Dandyman. I thought you would be in work today.” I wasn’t sure if his statement required an answer, so I made no move to provide one. He walked. "Again, I obeyed. I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra. I took the straps from my shoulders and removed it, then tossed it to the chair where my blouse had landed."Here they are, Sweetheart. I hope you like them. They're not very big, but I think you knew that from when we were first getting to know each other." I did remember that. They're a lot like I pictured them. They're very nice boobs, Mommy." Thank you, Sweetheart. Now what?" Unsnap your garters, take off your panties, slowly,. “But my pussy is soooo hot and wet, Mistress,” Annalee said, her eyes devoid of all thought, only idiot lusts remained.And it was so sweet. My bitterest rival at my company, Femme Allure, was now my sex slave. Annalee had been with me from college, one of my friends that helped me create my cosmetics company. But she always thought she was smarter than me. When my company climbed higher and higher into the business world, joining the ranks of the Fortune 500, it was despite Annalee's constant.