He rubbed his hand over my ass in front of the worker beforeclenching it and shaking it about. He said, "I like it," and lightlyslapped my ass. "It sh...ws it off and grants me easy access when wheneveryou mess up."The store worker said, "So, are you two into kink or something?"My stomach dropped as she asked the question. My Master though, wasnonplussed as he said, "Yes. Well, I am, Shaye is beginning to get intoit too." Oh? Well then, in that case, I think that working out the back would bemore. I couldn’t help but watch the married women that were more socializing than they were working out. Were they cheating? Were they thinking about cheating? Or was it all about the tease? Did married women just need to feel wanted? Feel sexy? It was back to work and again my mind wasn’t on track. ‘You thinking about your vacation?’ My boss asked as he was standing in the door to my office. ‘Yeah’ I said shaking the spider web out of my head. ‘Two weeks until you go?’ He asked ‘Just about.’ ‘Don’t. These out of office meetings with colleagues, politicians and other officials - the "pussies". Why was that? Harper had a feeling her boss didn't like the police station, despite the obvious power trip that the place gave her. Together they often spent hours on the streets and Ratched did the business over the phone. She was a master delegator.Harper also had the feeling that Ratched was maybe hiding a drinking problem because on some occasions she was sure her boss stepped back into the car a. He smelled woodsy and fresh as he held her tightly to his chest kissing her. He let down her long black silky hair. Her nimble fingers unbuttoned his shirt, giving way to her hands as she felt the power of his body. He gently pushed her away. ‘Not so fast, Jen, I want you to strip for me.’ She dropped the robe from her shoulders. Slowly she unsnapped the teddy at the crotch, and pulled it over her head. ‘Now close your eyes, baby,’ he said. She smelled the rose under her nose. The soft.