Es gibt eine Stelle für einen Junior-Vizepräsidenten, und ich beabsichtige, sie zu ergattern. Es gibt natürlich andere die die gleiche Position err...ichen wollen, aber ich glaube, dass ich am besten qualifiziert bin. Wenn auch nicht so qualifiziert, bin ich dann doch entschlossener. Ich verdiene sehr gut, aber da ich vor einem Jahr geheiratet habe, könnten wir das zusätzliche Geld gut gebrauchen. Eine monatliche Hypothek von 1400 Dollar und zwei Raten für das Auto verschlingen einen großen Teil. My own short skirt riding up my thighs, the air caressing my bare pussy. ‘I adore my pretty slut. Pamper you, make you so pretty. Don’t I?’ My hands run up my slave’s smooth legs. From his high heeled feet, to his muscled thighs. As I stand my hand cups his silk covered cock. He moans I as stroke his bundled shaft. My nails drag against the panties. Up and down. Teasing his cock, mercilessly . ‘Yes! Mistress.’ His restraint weakens and he is shaking in an effort to not move. A shudder of. To make matters worse asI lay there I realised that when I had been knocked out I had lost controlof my bladder and wet my nappy.I grabbed at my wig and tried to fit it in place in the vain hope that shewould not have noticed while expecting the woman to scream at any moment.After the initial shock, however, instead of screaming she simply said,"I'm so sorry for hitting you, are you all right, oh my goodness me you dolook funny."I really had not expected that reaction and was totally taken. I just grinned.So the rest of the month went like this, Tuesdays was me being fucked after work by him, me on my knees with oozes of cum dribbling to the floor, from my gaping pussy.Tuesdays soon became, no knickers Tuesday, and then Thursdays became Motel fuck night. Until Saturdays, became fantasy Saturdays, at a place of his choosing.Tuesdays, also became no knickers Tuesdays for me.By now I knew he was married, hence Thursdays and Saturdays.He would come to the bar and feel my bare ass,.