She apologized for me for leaving me alone, I told her I was fine with it and told her to go for it and enjoy the new cock she got for the rest of the...night.Walking out of the club alone, I got into my car, I was feeling very horny, dancing pantie less all night long, flashing pussy and ass, and some tits to the guys and gals in the club, I even felt some hands and fingers creeping up my dress while dancing in the crowed which pleased me but turned me on making me so wet.I wasn’t drunk, but. Indeed I wasn't at all sure who was seducing whom; but that was okay with me: this was one very exciting woman! She assured me that they understood that she loved their father (off on a lengthy overseas business assignment), but that she had needs and that there was nothing serious with the men she occasionally brought home to sleep with. She insisted that these are HER k**s, she'd done most of the raising while the father was mostly gone, and they wouldn't be telling any tales or causing any. ..”. The words coming out of his mouth tailed off as I started to walk around the table towards him. I was fucking furious that this jumped up little man could have the cheek to call me missy.I walked right up to him. We were face to face. Toe to toe. His face was now almost white as a sheet.“Don’t you fucking EVER call me that. In fact you will NEVER call me anything other than my name. No missy, no sweet cheeks, no sugar tits, no sweetheart, NOTHING! Samantha is my name and you call me that. You can think about today. ‘ I went. As I glanced back I saw Pippa watching… ‘love you….’ ‘Love you too.’ It was as if we were constantly on honeymoon. Hot for each other with unbearable excitement. The rest of the day same old routine, although I stayed well clear of Jane and she did not seem to try and bump into me…. My thoughts also turning many times to Pippa and how our relationship was suddenly developing in the most unexpected, but exciting ways.. The evening found as usual at home and.