I will do anything, just please, not jail," and she sobbed openly as he cuffed her wrists and led her to the rear of his patrol car, seating her in th... back seat and closing the door.She cried openly, thinking about her car insurance, her license, and her husband! He would be furious, to say the least. He had warned her about drinking and driving and now his warnings had come true, she was under arrest! The officer stood at her car door, talking on his radio and then took her keys out of her. The greeting made the warm house feel even better.“Come on you too, it’s time for dinner,” she said leading the way into here dining room.“Gee we get to eat in the dining room. So why the fancy meal? I just came home from a short trip,” I asked.“We missed you Matt,” Ester said.“You maybe, I doubt Sarah did. Being your own boss is heady stuff,” I replied with a laugh. I noticed the look that passed between them and shut my mouth. I made the decision to enjoy the meal and wait for the other shoe. Mats: Natwar are these stories in real as lot of people are writing different stories which feels a bit odd to me!Me: Yes many are real instances and its not odd, as sexual pleasures are very common and it not a fault but sometimes limits also matters.Mats: How are you saying these?Me: Let me explain you in my way. Just close your eyes and feel it. If u hate it I will immediately stop it. While Mats came out of room she locked Nats in the room and other key was inside so Nats can come out. Sometimes, she thought, I wish you hadn't talked me into this so-called collaboration. I wish you hadn't insisted that we both work here at your place. I wish you hadn't... He came into her field of vision, surprising her out of her train of thought. He stood there in the light reflected from the desk, shirt gone, tenuous smile on his face. If you really wanted me to leave, she thought, why did you take off your shirt? A smile replaced the sullen expression on her face. "Gee, Michael, I've seen.