Inch by inch, the bed covers slipped from her as she sat and sipped her scotch. We spoke about anything that came to mind in a random order of inconse...uence, delaying the moment that would be the first step to an adulterous coupling and something beyond where she thought she would ever go.Gradually, I stoked her neck and shoulder, working my way down until I could release the sheet from where she had it trapped under her arm pits. I wanted to see her breasts. I wanted to fondle them and get to. I wanted to feel the big cock pounding in my mouth, ass, pussy, and sliding between my tits. I wanted to be his toy, his slave, anything he wanted or needed I was more than willing. I wanted to please Dom in the worst way. He didn't know it yet, but I had a submissive streak a mile wide. I needed to be controlled. It turned me on it the worst way that he didn't touch me the first time. I had not earned it yet. It wasn't long before we had to see each other again. We had given each other. David had become used to seeing Tracy waiting for him with his coffee when he got to work, and she didn't disappoint him either. "It's become the highlight of my mornings," he thought, ruefully."What's the matter, Mr. Derrelli?" she asked, as soon as he approached.He eyed the girl as she got up off from the floor where she'd been sitting in front of the store. David had expected to see her there, but he didn't expect her question, and it took him by surprise."Why do you ask that?"Tracy shrugged. “I can’t believe you thought I was bluffing,” she replies contemptuously.He sets the trophy down on the desk. In just a few steps and seconds, the man is around the desk and on top of her. His hand grabs her face, just around her mouth. He pushes her back and pins the woman up against the door. His other hand holds one of her arms back. Debbie’s free hand grabs his wrist and he just stands there, bending his muscular body down with his face just mere inches away from hers. His hot breath washes.