“Arrghhh!” he howled and I felt the sudden flood as he came in me. It wasn’t just reflex as my legs flew around his hips; it was passion, and I ...ulled him tight against my loins. His cock spasmed in me, time after time. We kissed like new found lovers. He lay atop me and our lips never parted. Slowly, my legs released his hips. “Darling?” “Yes, sweetheart?” “Do you hate me?” “Get off me.” Slowly, almost timidly, the transvestite got off me. He sat. I sat up, too. I went to my knees between his. "McKenna, this is neither your office nor your home, or indeed your car or any restaurant my wife is foolish enough to allow you to take her to."Without taking his gaze from McKenna Kenneth saw his door open and Marc and his secretary, Elizabeth Worthington, enter his office.He continued as though they weren't even there. "This is my office, McKenna, I am the Vice-President here and you will treat my wife with the respect she deserves while she is here, in my home or in the presence of our. The reason of course is because when you are aware of your Master’s expectations, you can follow the rules and guidelines set forth and know that you’re going to be pleasing for your owner. My love of mandated requirements tends to come out in my stories as well as you may have noticed. I’ve gone through periods in which I’ve had quite a few rules I had to follow though I suspect that the specifics of my various protocols would make for a separate story, so I won’t go into a lot of detail on. He'd then had to walk the final twenty feet to the towels with a very obvious erection.Mary couldn't believe what she was doing, walking topless down the beach to swim and then back. On the way back she'd become very aware of the eyes of strangers looking at her, for comfort she'd linked her arm through Billy's. Back at the towels she'd noticed his once more aroused state, she found she was turned on with the realisation that she had caused it. Then she took pity on Billy and suggested they get.