"I was, um, exercising." I stuck out my tongue a little and I was always happy when my Master came home."I see that." He nodded. "You break the bed an... we'll have to sleep in your room." I won't break it," I promised. "Not by myself anyway." Is that right?" Mr. Reiser had loosened his tie and he reached for the little stereo we had in there, turning it off."Do you think I'm getting bigger?" I asked him, thinking about what Sarah had said."Bigger?" he asked. I got off the bed, standing there. Like Leslie, Anne was wearing tight shorts, but had accentuated with a tube top instead of a tank top. When that top came off Jay whistled in appreciation. Leslie had to admit, her best friend had quite the rack! Her boobs were large and round, as were her nipples, with areolae that were wide and light pink.When her shorts came off Jay exclaimed, "Aw, the carpet doesn't match the drapes! She's a bottle blonde." Sure enough, Anne's trimmed muff betrayed her dark brunette reality."Ah well..." Jay. Tilly, my maid, appeared, a frown on her face.“Off again to work? You should really get some sleep sir. Let me fetch you an outfit.” She muttered, walking off. As soon as I was dressed, I bolted into my garage and sped off. There wasn’t enough time to waste, this speech was very important to sealing a deal with Australia, but fucking Jackson had to screw everything up. I took a mental note to prepare backups for next time. Everything on the road was fine, and I was taking my usual route until I. "So this is what goes on while I am away!" a voice said.Looking up we saw Joyce, Ron's wife standing in the doorway with her hand on her hip."I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each other." she said."Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again, with me included this time." Joyce said as she slipped her dress down over her hips and stepped out of it. Unsnapping her bra and dropping it to the floor Joyce stepped toward us.As Joyce.