” I was extremely surprised at the tone of voice and the language Jean was using. To see and talk to Jean in everyday circumstances, you would neve... in a million years guess this was Jean in her night life. I was not complaining, in fact it was a big turn on. I moved up and lay on my side facing Jean, looking up and down her body. Jean was on her back. After a few minutes her breathing become sort of normal, less heavy, less panting. Jean turned to face me, placed a hand on top of my hip, and. ?Is the table ready?? I ask.She responds with, ?Yes Ma’am, everything is ready.?Entering the dining room I inspect the table for correctness. She knows that everything must be to my satisfaction or she will get a spanking. Of course, nothing is right. The napkin is lying too far from the plate, the wine glass has a smudge on it, and the flatware is placed incorrectly. She immediately rearranges the table to my satisfaction, and I sit down, informing her of the spanking she will get after I. ‘Thank you Derek, I’ll consider it over the weekend.’ Derek smiled indulgently. ‘Good, if you decide to apply just send your latest cv to personnel. We start interviewing at the end of next week.’ Derek stood, his simple code to indicate that the discussion was over. Belinda stood and followed him to the office door. She paused in the doorway and looked at him. ‘Thanks for the opportunity Derek.’ She already knew that she would apply, her own sense of ambition wouldn’t allow her to pass up the. It’s a thirst that I can only slake for a short time I was hard with her, called her a silly young cunt. Go and play with the lil boys I said. The screen sat there, the last word hanging in cyberspace. Nothing, time passed. Then a message. She was pleading with Me. Fuck, I thought. I don’t want a quick wank. I wanted the taste, the smell, to hear the sounds of a person. Not cyber play. I told her, this is serious for Me. I need to let My inner being out on the hunt. I didn’t hear from her.