"It could be worse, Ally. Your father could have dragged you off somewhere truly awful, like Alaska. Or New Jersey."You don't give in to Christina's g...od humour. You're still brooding that your father had the nerve to bring you along on this vacation. You're 19, for goodness sake, and are capable of looking after yourself in a vacant villa for two weeks. But no--he doesn't trust you. Oh, the excuse he gave was that it would "let us spend some time together," but you know that's just an excuse.. Damn! It was so hot that I stroked off a load right there! I told the chick that I'd pick her up at her job and bring her to the house. When I got there she had dolled herself up and admittedly looked hot. By the time we reached the house I had already been rolling her hard nipples between my fingers and admitting her shaved snatch.We entered the house and everything was silent. She wasted no time in telling me she wanted to suck cock and wanted it right now. Always being one to oblige we went. Initially I assumed she was just mothering me and making sure I bedded in ok, but it soon became apparent there was only one bed she wanted me in.She was 46, me 23 and it was time for the Christmas do, my first do of any kind with the company. She didn't drink and spent the night talking to me and looking over suggestively. At the end of the night she insisted on running a few people home and purposefully went a route whereby I'd be last drop.As we approached my street she asked how far down my. Somewhere along in My late teens I began to fantasize about living on a big estate of some sort, or maybe a farm or a ranch, where I would be worshipped by submissive females who loved Me and served by the hard labor of inferior boy beasties of burden. It was just an incipient dream at that time.Also, around that time of My life a dark urge started to grow within Me. I thought how lovely to have a boy suffer for Me, and to see the helpless, pleading look in his eyes while I inflicted some.