"Come here, my Slut." You walk back over to me. "Do you like dressing like a whore?" "Yes, Mistress." "Do you feel sexy?" "Yes, Mistress" "Do you f...el ashamed, slut?" "Yes, Mistress" "You enjoy dressing up, don't you?" "Yes, Mistress" "Do you know what would please me, Slut?" "No, Mistress." "I want to completely humiliate you. I want you to masturbate in front of me. I want you to stand here before me and satisfy yourself knowing that the only thing you did, was dress like a slut. I. But I could not make out what was being said.Then Jenny came out of my office and said, "John, we need to be somewhere private!"I was confused; my office is private. No one can see inside when the door is closed. But, if Jenny wanted somewhere more private; I suggested the conference room!"No, more private than that! Bring your car to the back entrance. We'll take Sheila to my house for a while. I think this is going to get very messy. But we! Er! I'm, going to see her through it. And I hope. "Ouch, oh shit," she cried as my manhood eased deeper into her. "Oh baby," she gasped, "that hurts. Maybe we should stop." It will sting for a little while, but then you will really like it. Trust me," I said. I eased my cock deeper into her rear, and while doing so I leaned against her body, reached around and cupped her breasts with my soapy hands and began to massage them as I eased in and out of her ass.I heard her whimper a couple of more times, and then I felt her working her ass against. " Do you think you will get it worked out?" Yes. We've made a good start." Well give it time. I'm sure you will figure it out." Darryl, seriously, will it be okay if you see me with Tracy later tonight?" I'm never comfortable thinking about Tracy with another guy, but with you I'm fine. To be honest all I ever wanted is for her to be happy. David, be it today or two years from now, I will have to see it and work through it. I would just as soon get it over with." Okay, but promise me you will.