Are you interested in what your punishment is?" No, Mistress," I said as I hip checked Carrie. "I'll trust you."Carrie grabbed my arm and spun me arou...d. She pulled me down and gave me a toe-curling kiss."Butterfly," she whispered. "I love you, Mike. I love you so much it drives me crazy. Thank you for today. Thank you for trusting me about the house. And thank you for trusting me with our day. I can't tell you how much I love you. It's crazy as hell but I can't picture spending another minute. I'd rather that, than end up sitting next to some guy while he strokes his cock if you don't mind."This time Janet laughed. "You mean you wouldn't enjoy seeing that? Even if it wasn't someone you knew? I certainly would!"I did have to laugh back at her response. "Maybe after I've had a few drinks, I might change my mind about that, especially if he's good looking. But ... until I cross that bridge, just do me a favor and stay where you are. I can always go stand by the bar if I have to," I told. We both got dressed in silence. Amy suggested I head out before her dad got back, and I reluctantly agreed that it was probably for the best. The two of them needed to have a long, uncomfortable talk about some things. I walked home half worried that Amy’s dad was gonna pop out of the bushes and Rodney King my ass into the pavement. But it was not to be. In fact, the next time I did see Amy’s dad, he was actually pretty cool towards me. Go figure. I guess the two of them managed to work out the. “We can’t believe our luck in meeting you yesterday,” she smiled, rubbing her leg. It moved higher to the hem of her short skirt, and Karen didn’t resist.“We certainly had an unexpected meeting,” John agreed. Karen relaxed her pose as Hilda’s hand slipped under the hem. She showed her approval, returning the pleasure. Karen turned to Hilda, and they leaned on the other and began a long kiss. John placed his hand on Karen’s leg, spreading it, and joined his wife under Karen’s skirt.“Maybe we’d.