"Are you sure?"And then he filled me and I filled him. He came and I had a climax thatlit my brain up with fireworks.Then I was standing before the mi...ror, naked, my breasts swelling, mybelly protruding just a little, just enough to be cute, and all I couldthink was the word, "preggers" over and over. My nipples tingled withdesire.Then he was with me again, clothes, then no clothes, then just flesh, hishard hands on my hips, whispering, "Are you sure?"I nodded, more fervently than before.Knock. Soon he was licking my hardened nipples.I knew this was bad and could not be doing this at work. I had always been in control of each time I meet somebody. I thought maybe I could let him suck on my nipples and kiss him a little and I would be able to get out of the situation. But I was so wrong…Jeremy kept playing with my hard nipples while kissing me.I knew I should stop things. But I could not control myself and started to kiss Jeremy back. I was going crazy as my hands were all over his. I let go of her tit and cunt, wiped my fingers on her tits, then turned her to face the bed, then grabbed her bound hands, and lifted them high above her head behind her, forcing her to bend forward. I kept going until her arms were well past vertical, and the crown of her head was pressed firmly on the bed.Awkwardly, I reached down and picked up the flogger.“Spread your legs further apart, cunt.”She did, awkwardly shuffling first one foot, then the other, farther away from each other.“We were. She said he was well versed in household chores and sheshould be expected to help with dishes and cleaning. She also said thathe is required to obey when told do something. Finally she had to wearthe swimsuit she packed for her.I said that's fine and gave Bill back the phone. Mary seemed to have aproblem with gender. She seemed to call him "she" more than once in ourconversation. That was odd I thought, and wondered what was up with theswimming comment.Bill sort of nodded a few more "Yes.