It was hard to believe she had given birth to two kids. She was trim, lean and smoking hot."Well, are you going to give me my massage or what?" Helen ...sked, turning her head to look him in the eye as he approached the bed."Certainly, Ma'am. I'd be happy to service you tonight," Dave responded with a wink while squirting some massage oil into his hands. He quickly began rubbing it all over Helen's back and then started the slow and enjoyable process of kneading her back, neck and arms. Once. He took his other hand off my head. I was too weak to run now. I could barely see him bring his fist to his own mouth and bite it. The blood flowed from I like a fountain. I could smell it. Like honey. Sweet. My stomach rolled. His wrist came to my lips and the blood flowed into my throat. First slow. It filled my mouth and I swallowed. Nectar! Life. I grabbed his wrist and held it to my mouth. I arched my back as if the blood pleasured me.At that, his fingers fucked me harder as the blood. We were given this chance to have an evening together and knew we had to take it because it could be the last. Our regular lives were too important to both of us to think that anything besides these shared moments would ever be possible. You were the one who always understood my need to be in control and how much pleasure I got from having a sexy woman who I could use a play toy. You loved the attention and knew that no matter how much it may look like you were simply being used, when it came. .... ... Miss Anderson,......Mister Drosart will see you know,....said a soft chirpy voice.Stacey lifted herself from her chair in the stylish looking hallway outside of the main office from what was hopefully her new employer. The gorgeous looking young secretary who called her had a faint smile on her lips as she guided Stacy towards the door at the end of the long corridor. The length (or rather the shortness) of her skirt and the size of her chest made it clear she was there to appeal to.