I was wondering if I needed to come by and do a repeat performance with you and your husband to let you know I was serious. You’ve saved me a step.�...�In my mind’s eye, I could see his arrogant sneer. “I know you’re serious, Eddie. So does Bob. He is at the office today figuring out how to arrange for the money he needs to pay you.”“Good. Then my message got through”, he said. An involuntary shiver ran down my back, but there was nothing I could do, so I waited to hear what he had in mind for. Greg let out a frustrated moan. He looked at her with an agonizing look in his eyes. Jasmine's grin would have tamed the devil himself. “My turn to make you suffer.” “Fuck you, you useless slut!” Greg cursed. “No! Fucking me is your job! I'll finally get to know if the stories about you are true, and I'm not finished with you until you unload your fucking cream all into my ass!” Jasmine sharply shot back. “If this is what you're asking for.” Greg pulled the plug out of Jasmine's ass with one. "OK, lift the bottom up and let me see your bra. Higher. Higher. That's good."CLICK. FLASH. The motor whirred. "OK, let's lose the shirt." She lifted it over her head. I looked back at her. Her bra was not dainty; it was built for reinforcement and support. She needed it. She stood there without grace or poise; apparently that was to be part of my job. "Stand up straight. Shoulders back. Good. Tilt toward me a little. Good. Pooch your lips." CLICK. Another one wasted. The first half-dozen. One day I went into the office and we got talking about general thing's and I was thinking to myself how nice a guy he was. He was stood over by a filing cabinet talking to me as he was working and he bent down to reach into the bottom draw, I was thinking he had a nice arse when I noticed a large bulge in the back of his suit trousers. I joked with my self saying in my head "if that's his cock tucked underneath then it must be huge". For the next two weeks me and bob would have the office to.