.." I allowed myself a knowing smile at thatreference. Natasha continued praising my hard work and my work ethic,informing me that I was in for a nice...bonus.There was a knock at the door, and in step Natasha's secretary, Maggie."Sorry to interrupt Natasha, but your one o'clock appointment hasarrived. You did tell me to let you know," said Maggie politely.I started to stand up and told Natasha that I leave her to herappointment and get back to my office. Natasha put her hand out andstopped. .. sometimes it is also taking the torment the top wishes toinflict upon you just because he/she wishes to torture you intimately. It somehowmakes it easier to think of it as just service. An expert service that I hadbeen trained to provide on command, oh so long ago. Not my job to questionit, just my job to accept it as a slave. I had been dreading first service to the Master,even though I knew in my rational mind that he was a decent person with hishard, yet gentle hands, and wounded eyes.. Sara runs her hand across his chest, feeling his muscles. Scott runs his hand down her chest, past her succulent breasts, down her soft stomach, and then to the waist of her shorts. He gently runs his fingers down the seam of her shorts, feeling the warmth of her pussy through the fabric. Sara lets out a deep moan of pleasure and arches her back as Scott rubs her vagina through her shorts. She grabs her tits and squeezes them as Scott runs his fingers down her, making a camel toe in her shorts.. I was one lucky guyShe just looked so hot! Susan was very excited as we Don’t really get a chance to hang out and drink without the c***dren, she had been Begging me to take her out and I thought it was going To be a great night. On the way over to King's place, Susan asked what the plan was going to be. I told her That King wanted to hang out at his place and enjoy drinks. Well when we got up to the steps at King's house, I Knocked on the door and our jaws dropped as we found Out what King had.