I tell him it was good and he is happy.”“What happens now if he fucks you and he gets you pregnant?”“Well that would be possible I suppose, bu... I have my ways and means to make sure it’s not his.”“How come?” I asked.“It’s a suppository I put in preferably before we fuck and it kills the sperms when he cums, so I can’t get pregnant. I have put them in afterwards and they seem to have worked. They are not very reliable though. I have used them before I was married when I let somebody fuck me and. She stepped in behind me so that my back nestled up against her breasts. The water level rose up to my neck. As I rested on her chest, I could feel that her nipples poking into my back. They were hard as pebbles. A tingle came over me and I wanted to get out, but the warmth and the wine convinced me otherwise. My mistress said, ‘Oh, this feels really good. I like the way the jets just massage your body. They swivel so you can direct them exactly when they need to go.’ She moved one and. I'm sure she's got tons of overtime piled up."I felt a little bit of anxiety with the way she said it, almost as if toying with me about the hours Carrie was putting in."Listen," Janet said breaking the silence that was beginning to envelope our conversation, "try to be home right at six. I've got a prime rib that should be ready and I have naughty plans for the two of us tonight."Janet walked up, placing her hand on my chest as she kissed my lips, lightly biting my lower lip. Her left hand. The overall scene gave the effect of an aristocrat from a bygone era alone in her boudoir, preparing for bed, or perhaps other nightly activities."Cassandra? What are you doing here? Where are we?" Maddie asked, incredibly confused."My room, of course!" Cassandra replied, sweeping her arm around."But, I've been to your room. It's on our floor, upstairs!" That's only my room for official purposes, so that I can have this room for... unofficial purposes," she said with an enigmatic smile.Nicole.