To my surprise, it was still tight. Just the way it was 2 years ago when we dated.“Looks like your boyfriend didn’t make any good use of this puss... of yours,” I said“No, Master. But now I have you. Please use my pussy and stretch it to its limits,” she pleaded.“It would be my pleasure, you whore,” I said and kissed her. This was the first time I was kissing her in 2 years. But this was a Master-Slave kiss. I took her tongue in my mouth and bit her lips and tongue in between to make it as sloppy. They were on the brink of moving from fantasy to reality if their actions went any further. They both knew the consequences if they were caught, especially Kayla Davis. “I’m very serious here Jason. I could lose my job or go to jail if this would get out. Do you understand that?” She questioned him for the last time. He stood up, placed his hands on her hips and pulled her closer. Their faces only inches apart as they both looked deep into each others eyes. He leaned forward, she tilted her. Let’s go…’ As they filed out, Jane looked at the card in her hand again. Visions of his body entangled with hers swam in front of her vision, and she folded the card closed again, tapping it against her fingers for a moment, before tucking it into the pocket of her jeans and following her friends to the cab waiting outside. **** An hour and a half later, while Jane and her friends nursed cups of coffee in the office of a wedding coordinator, Danny Wright sat in his own office, several miles. "I love you to," she replied. "Now let's go and get a few drinks down us and enjoy the rest of the party."She led the way back into the lounge walking over towards my father. She picked a bottle of wine up and two glasses from the table which she set down on a small table next to where my father sat. I followed her like a little puppy. She poured two glasses of wine, handed me one and started to sip her wine immediately. I suddenly realized what a difficult situation I must have put her in when.