I finished the song and stepped off the stage, glancing over at the women to catch them sharing a short kiss.Back in my spot, I returned to my bourbon...and looked up to see Barb approaching.“That was so good! Thank you!”“No problem. I guess you and your girlfriend liked it.”“Keri is not my girlfriend. We just met today at our business meeting. We are just internet business acquaintances.”“I don’t usually see “just acquaintances” dancing so close and kissing.”“I guess we got caught up in the. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a. I realized it had been the sound of a door slamming shut that had woken me up. Carefully, I made my way to mom’s bedroom. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was empty. I guess the black man mom had brought home had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and sweat. A part of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, the same bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorce, taking her well-fucked. They all had big smiles cross their faces. Charlene said "simple. Justspend a day working at the office as any other women. Same expectations,that meant clothing and demeanor. I had to try my best to be the bestwomen that I could. I would not be allowed to do it as a joke and theywould help me in any way they could. We will give you some leeway butthe better you do the fancier the restaurant we will take you to. Itcould be anywhere from a snack bar to a five star restaurant. "Heather looked at.