I hadn’t been sure how well she’d take that one, but it was clear that I was in ‘the zone’.“You spend the entire weekend obeying your brothe...’s every command.”Nod.“You’re his secret slave, aren’t you?”“Yes,” she panted.“You spend all day anticipating his whims, trying to please him, and he never even notices.Nod.“That makes it even hotter, doesn’t it? You’re his secret slave, secret even from him.”Nod.“It becomes your life.”Nod.“All day, every day, whenever you’re at home you’re doing favors. I said in jest, “Contessa is reliable and hardworking lets pile the work on her. She always done the grunt work well. So Miss Christine is there as eye candy for the clients.” “Phil said, “Contessa you had too much to drink. You are not normally like this. You are a sweet and adorable lady. It is not true that I never appreciated you. If you really felt this way I am sorry and yes Christine and I have flings once in a while and she is good with the clients. You are talented in many ways and. She had gone to the mall braless. Her putting on the vests, which did not close, left her chest partially visible and her lobes trying to jump out of the vest. Very, very temptress like. My cock was now standing in attention and she grabbed it making things worse for my now developed “tent” in my pants. - Like what you see??? - I answered, I like what I see and my mind is liking what I can not see. – The light is not so good here in the fitting room . . . . and with that comment. Chris didn't quite know how to proceed from here. Should he offer to put some lotion on her back or should he get her another drink to soften her up more? Maybe his buddy Ryan could help."Thanks a lot. Hey, I'm gonna get us another drink. I'll be right back." Chris said standing up.Ryan was across the pool as he watched Chris get up and make his way over to where he was sitting."How's it going man?" Ryan asked."Good I think, that drink idea you had got me in the door anyway." Chris.