He slid a few of them around making a design of the hicky suction marks on her back. The artistic design being created by such and intense application...was fascinating. When he finished he pulled the glass cups off of her and she sat with her back to us exhibiting the art for everyone to see.We went to another room that was empty and Mistress Rose and I discussed what she planned to do and I agreed, we met the D.M. { Dungeon Master }and he acknowledged our safe word and approved our scene. The. I was naked and alone in my bed. I was confused and looked at the clock. “Jesus,” I muttered to myself. It was 10:15am. I must have slept for over twelve hours. Hell, I didn’t even recall falling asleep. I threw on a white tank top and a pair of shorts. I was caught in that grey area between still drunk and hungover. My steps were uneasy as I walked to the door and opened it.“Hola!”It was Javier. I had totally forgotten he was coming by to assemble the bed frame. “Did I wake you?”. She would only be in town for twelve hours, but I figured there might be time for dinner and maybe more. During the limo ride I made some calls to give her some peace, but I also hoped that it made me seem a little less desperate. She was stretching and preening, making it hard not to stare even while I was on the phone. She noticed my half-hearted disinterest. “Dancers must be comfort their bodies on display. Look all you want.” And so I did. Her performance was captivating. She moved. Allie was up, having breakfast, and I kissed her quickly on my way out the door. I arrived at work feeling energized after an hour in the gym doing weights and checking out ladies in lycra. I walked into our project catch-up meeting and was blown away by the new version of Sam I saw there. She was wearing a tight button-up blouse that accentuated her athletic breasts and a figure hugging business skirt that clung nicely to her ass, and showed off her shapely calves. The rest of the team were.