Nestling her head into my chest as we hugged each other, she quietly continued, “I cannot believe how quickly Laura and I connected and how our love...for each other took hold. I never imagined that I would feel like I do for another woman.”With thoughts of what was to come wetting my mother’s pussy and firming up my cock, I thought we might end up fucking in the back seat again. But alas, it was not to be because, at that point, the limo slowed and came to a stop. We heard the driver’s door. You are a decorated former soldier, and have excellent interpersonal skills, especially with females, or so I'm informed." He gave a wry smile. "Attributes like those, coupled with a professional method of presenting facts, are always welcome in Procurement and Publicity, where we have many contacts with the Minissty of Defence."He handed me his card. "Think about it, Mister Desmond, or may I call you Des?"I nodded my agreement, and he said to call him Dougie."You would be on a higher salary. I didn't think Cassie knew. And now,she'd given me her permission? If I tell all afterward? But howcould I masturbate with her "permission"? Apart from itconstituting a confession that I'd done it at all, it would be anacknowledgement that I could pleasure myself only under her orders,that she'd taken charge of my sex life even in her absence. An hour later, when I'd faxed off my report and felt free for therest of the day, I decided to grasp my boner. Resentfully, but Idid it anyhow. As. ?Very nice? he said and I could see he wanted to go further but something made him stop. ?On with the show? he said as he fetched four sterilized packets from a draw. They contained the same needles as he had used with the IVs, each needle was inserted into veins in the back of my hands and the top of my feet. He picked up a bucket from the worktop, which stretched down one side of the kitchen and placed it next to my waist. He pulled out a length of wet hide from the bucket and tied it.