But in his heart he knew she would be beautiful. George wanted to coax the smoldering seductress inside of her to emerge. Her beauty was well hidden b...t unmistakable. Over the past few months George found himself thinking about the mysterious woman in the café, more and more, to the point of obsession. George rarely let his obsessive behaviour get the better of him, but he could feel his psyche eroding out of control. He had to meet her. George had to find out what the potential seductress. He hugged me close and soothed my red skin with his soft sensual hands. I instantly melted into his arms. The best part of being a sex slave were the rewards of physical body to body contact and the twisted way he could love me and mistreat me in equally erotic proportions. Also, they both knew they had an awesome connection and enjoyed each other’s company.“Let’s get you home, so, you may get a good night’s sleep before you go in tomorrow to resign”. Graham whispered to me.They drove to my. " My room or the guest room?" he asked playfully."The guest room, but it is yours anytime you want or need it." I thought that sounded pretty cool. He just smiled."Like I said on the phone, I really hate to do this but I have a wedding tonight." I know and it's your livelyhood, I don't blame you at all." Since you only have one bath, do I have time to shower before you?" he asked."Sure, I don't have to leave for three hours." I went into the kitchen to reheat the coffee."Damn," I heard him. I didn't really dare speak up, but I alsodreaded not to answer him. But again he didn't really wait for a reply, butinstead let go of my breasts, stopped his pumping in my pussy, withdrew from me,spread my ass cheeks some more, and then pushed his cock into my ass.For a moment my world went red, and now I really arched my back, although Ididn't have the means to bolt. Only my being really wet saved me from beingripped open, as his cock was slippery from my pussy, but he pushed far too fastinto.