I finally spoke."I just don't want to get caught," I said.Katie shrugged and just said okay.I couldn't believe I was going to do what I was going to d....I pushed her against the garage wall, felt my dick thrust against her, and finally spoke."I want you. I really really want you. And I mean, I really want you. Really bad." I finally said.Katie spoke. And it stunned me."When will she be home? My parents won't be home until tomorrow. They called and asked if I was okay staying. Or if I was going. I dared to hope that it was the same fantasy and I dared to offer the way out of her dilemma. I asked for permission to speak again and she granted it."Mistress Hannah, please know first that I trust you and love you more than I could ever imagine trusting or loving anyone else. Knowing that you want to keep me around despite my inadequacies, I cannot imagine denying you anything. I cannot imagine that any other woman that I might find and who would accept me as the slave I am, would be as. Then I woke up and got ready for office. We had sex – mostly oral in the evening after I returned from the office. She used to be ready with tea and snacks and we had light sex along with tea in the evening. Afterwards we had dinner and it was back to bed. This was our routine for about three months till my wife returned and I must have had sex with my mother – I mean fucked her at least a hundred times in these three months. I am not including orgasms I had outside her cunt.Anyway after my. “I know it's afterhours,” he replied, “but, would you mind if I take a look around your place tonight?”“Sure, no problem,” I answered, hiding my reluctance. We left the pub summarily and headed for the gallery. After switching all the lights on I asked him if he wanted a drink.“Rum and Coke, if you have it,” he requested. Fortunately, I was able to oblige. Drinks in hand I then gave him a conducted tour. I got the impression that he wasn’t all that fascinated, but he feigned his disinterest.