She bit her lip and finding it not enough as he pounded into her, began to bite his arms on either side of her head, and then reaching her arms up to ...ull his head closer, she bit his shoulders and neck too, leaving little teeth marks and reddened patches where she sucked in furious lust. He was lost in passion for her, grunting with each thrust, feeling her bites like kisses from an ice sprite, her hands reaching round to grab his buttocks, and then erratically slapping first one and then. Although if you want two way, you’llhave to make do with Jessica my maid. I only give, Idon’t take.”“I see,” my voice was still trembling, now more withexcitement though. “Look, why don’t you tell me exactlywhat you want now we have established the service?”I plucked up courage, “Can I have the service with bothyou and Jessica, please Madam?”With that she became much more severe. “You will tellme EXACTLY what you want, do you. Weird, I thought. I put on a pair of trousers, a zip up jacket and shoes. Packing shirt, underpants socks etc in a plastic bag. Off I went, alsong the motorway and the country lanes to the TV's home. There was a Transit van parked outside and I had been told to back in up the driveway as far back as I could. I rang the bell and was asked in. I noticed the van back up the driveway and stop. The driver slid open the side door. I was asked to take off the bits of clothes I had on and stand there.. An evening of laughter. He made me smile. I appreciated the quick wit and banter, but did not expect to talk to him again. I was wrong. We found so many things to talk about. Music, books, work, play – the list was endless and immaterial. We talked. We shared experiences, hopes, the small minutiae of our daily lives. I learned the names of his colleagues and cousins, heard about their children, lives and events. I shared the pressures of my daily life,frustrations with my clients, the.