As soon as I felt that behind me and John’s hands holding me up, I wrapped both legs around him and began grinding my hips in time to his thrusts. I...was timid at first, but every time he drove into me, I seemed to want him there even more. Soon, I grunted loudly and clawed at his shoulders as though I was never going to let him go. John buried his face against the base of my neck, pulling in the sweet scent of my skin. My hair brushed against his face and my breasts rubbed against his chest.. I leaned my head back onto his chest. Then he played with my clit making it so hard to stand up. He grabbed my stomach to hold me while me played with my clit. I moaned softly master please. Then he slide his finger away from my clit and grabbed my whole pussy. He started to open my lips with two fingers then he very quickly stuck one finger into my pussy. I jumped and he pulled me back to him. He whispered in my ear to hold still slave. He stood there holding me and fingered me. He pushed me. Somehow I got the idea that she had nothing much to say to me except encourage me to keep up with my studies. Yeah, there were a few times I felt like chucking it in.That summer I didn't go home for the first four weeks of the holidays. My employers shipped me straight off to Canada, where they had a sister company run by a brother of the big cheese. I think the idea was to show me that I could go places with the firm if I put my mind to it; or maybe it was so I could see how they did things. “Then, cover it up,” I dutifully replied.Sandi rolled her eyes and continued to spread the peanut butter across the bread, as I stood by, leaning up against the kitchen counter in silence, eating my own sandwich.Sandi slapped a bread cover down and declared, “Done.”I watched in silence as Sandi wrapped the sandwiches in paper towels and sauntered out to the pool where Rachel waited on her.I watched from the kitchen as they chatted and ate the sandwiches, trying to rationalize my desires. I had.