And you did nothing to stop him or discourage him. What does that tell me right there?" I said with some malice in my voice. Yeah, I was jealous. But ... was also seeing some stuff that I really didn't like, and they seemed to be rubbing my nose in it!"It should tell you to trust your wife, John." Paula was pulling the trust card. Ok, no problem."I do trust you, sweetheart. I just don't trust him." I shook my head slowly."Well, he's your boss, so you'd better trust him!" Paula stuck her tongue. "Umm, yes... umm, I'm... this is Brittney Banyard with, umm, with the Scottsdale Courier..." she stammered. "What the fuck am I doing?" she asked herself."Yes, Miss Banyard. How may I help you?" Again a terse response."I, umm, I'm doing some research for an article on local high tech companies. And I, umm, would like to learn more about what you do," Brittney fumbled through the flimsy excuse that just came to her. It sounded like something a high school kid would do for his school paper."And. The video had graphics and a sound track of old porno style music. The graphics said Lisa’s first day on the job . Staring Boss bob and Lisa the cunt. It cut to Lisa sitting in a chair on the blanket. No more music .Are you ready for your job interview. I sure am Lisa said with a smile. Ok when was the first time you had sex ?Ahh when I was 17Boyfriend? Yes. Where ? Oh at my moms house in the garage. How old was he? 17 he’s my husband now. Oh wow real? He was your first and only? Yes, I have. My orgasm starts building again and I know there’ s no way I can stop this; I look to my Master with pleading eyes… He gives a small nod and suddenly everything around me explodes, stars popping around everywhere. Somewhere in the distance I can hear cries… almost sobbing… gradually I realise that it’s me. A couple of minutes pass and my cries die down; my sister is still between my legs lapping up everything that I've spilled. Master tells her to stop and as she stands Master tells me to move.