I can see a look in Taylor’s eyes that tells me she wants to ask me a question but is afraid of invoking my punishment.“What is it?” I ask her s...ftly.“I was wondering if you didn’t mind me spending the night Sir.” She says quietly and glancing away from me, “I mean if you don’t want me to...” She trails off. I glance over at the clock on my bedside cabinet and see that it is close to one in the morning.“Well it is late.” I mutter, “I suppose you would have to walk home too?” I ask and she nods. I could see the path to how the expansion of my genetic line would go. If I had two kids with each of my girls, and each of those kids had two kids, it would be millennia before there were enough of us to affect the destiny of the human race. Of course, we could always have more kids, and they have more kids, and on and on to increase that pace. However no matter how the numbers work out, it would be several hundred years before we made an impact. The bigger sticking point was that, even to me. I wasn’t sure, but she sounded like she was fishing for an invitation. “I’ll be there in about thirty minutes, so if you want to see what your new broker looks like, I’ll buy you a drink”. What in the hell am I THINKING?“I may take you up on that” she said. “How will I recognize you?”“I’ll be the older gentleman at the bar, wearing a navy blue suit, a powder blue tie, and a silly grin on my face” I joked.“I may see you there. By the way, I like old fashioned martinis” and she hung up.I had. I leaned forward and started to kiss the bared flesh above her panties meanwhile sliding my hands around to the front of her thighs and caressing the inside of each. I heard her stifle a moan and her legs trembled. I started to pull down her panties with one hand whilst still kissing her shapely rump. Meanwhile my other hand was delicately probing her feathery pubic hair. I pulled her panties all the way down and she stepped out of them still leaning against the window. I then pulled the cheeks.