" He grinned. "A stamp of quality, if youwish, one that will identify his products. Oh yes, he guarantees thatall are virgins!"I watched the women for...a few more minutes then bade him goodnight andmade my way to my lodgings. He had given me some ideas that I couldconsider for our own slaves.I watched that lot of slaves being auctioned off the following day. Iwas not interested in buying any. I just took note as the potentialbuyers inspected all the slaves, checking their eyes, teeth, feeling. Letting my thumb caress the top of your opening while I never look up from my desk. Trying to break your speech while you fill me in on the days plans. You never says a word, or complains in fear of being fired, but secretly enjoying it enough to occasionally show up at work without any panties. Hoping that I'll touch you that day. Finally giving into your urges, and straddling me in my chair. Telling me that I'm going to go down on her until you're satisfied or you're going to tell my wife.. At least he didn’t seem like he was going to beat me. “Alright, let’s grab a bite.”We finished dressing in silence. I watched his cock bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn’t help myself.We exited the gym, we started to turn left, I told him “Let me throw my bag in my car” I walked into the parking lot, popped the trunk, and threw my bag in. “Ready. Let’s go.”We walked down the sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few hundred yards, he turned. “Let’s go in here”I looked at him. “This isn’t. I pushed her to the TV table attached to the wall. Lifter her one leg up and pushed her to the wall and kissed her lips.Me: murmuring “your lips are so juicy and sweet”Bhavana: “Hummm… why did you bring me here from bed?”Me: “Same sex positions are boring baby, let’s do standing”Bhavana: “Looks like before my marriage with Vinay, I would be in love with you”Me: “I cannot marry you, you marry him and if you want me after the marriage also, you are WELCOME”Bhavana: “I don’t know what will happen.