I scanned it and made a couple of notes about things I wanted to talk about at a staff meeting, and handed it back to her.“Put together a meeting, p...ease. I want to discuss that org chart before it’s published.”“Is there a problem?”“No, it’s just a big change and I want the message to be correct and consistent.”“The thing with Charlie?” she asked.“That’s part of it. I don’t have a problem, Elyse. Just set up the meeting, please. We have quite a bit to discuss with regards to hiring.”“Will. Since she knows about me, she know that I love to be her slave and play naughty, she turns towards me and said “u r my slave today”, she order me to remove my dress and be only with my underwear, then she asked me to get down on my knees and kiss her foot while she was standing, I obeyed her, I kissed and licked her foot, while that time she removed her saree and blouse and sat on the chair which she use to put make up for the customers with her bra and petticoat. I licked her till her. " I don't get why you're being nice to me." Why wouldn't I be?" Because I whipped you without asking, didn't give you a safeword, fucked your husband behind your back; you know, all the usual things that get a girl a boot up the you know where." I get all that, but I like you, and Anthony must have too. I can't exactly be jealous, I'm not that much of a hypocrite." You mean because you've had loads of guys?" Something like that." Did…um…" Anthony stood in the doorway, hesitant, stumbling over. Then, almost immediately, before his sperm could begin to cool too much more than it already had in coming into contact with the glass surface, he leaned over and eagerly began licking it up; his tongue sliding through the thick, white, clumpy, gooey mixture, and slurping it up just as fast as he could! As he did, his heart was still pounding with the exhilaration of that long-delayed orgasm; but that was yet another thing he'd learned as a Virgin Cuckold-Husband---that the FEWER the orgasms.