“Does it feel good?” “Oh my god, yes.”Again, I tried to turn toward Sarah and again she stopped me. “No.” Her hand slipped down between my...legs to work more of my pussy. My legs opened for her. Now, I had opened for her like a flower, and she began to finger my entire slit, pushing her finger deeper and began to work my clit. I could feel myself getting wetter and more and more aroused. Sarah’s fingers reached for the waistband of my panties and began to slip them down my legs. I raised my hips. And she wasn't dumb. I know she was no genius or anything, I mean, I don't like my women to be too clever, or too independent. I like my women to do as I ask, and Sarah would do that. What made her stand out was she could do things that I didn't ask her to do, like type for me, look after my offices, even figure my accounts, all of which I really appreciated. I could do all of this, but you know what, I was heading for an easy life, and Sarah taking over the drudgery was helping me to do. ‘Here, you run better than I expected for sure.’ ‘Yes, sir. The company prides itself on speed, handling, and comfort.’ The man drove through a second open gate, accelerated smartly up to 60 miles per hour, and then braked hard to a stop. ‘Wow, that was great. I want to try that again.’ He slammed his foot on the floor and laughed as the car jumped away smartly with squealing tires. He made a slight left past a tractor-trailer rig and a slight right to speed down between two warehouses. ‘You. “You’ll make me blush. Eat up, it’ll get cold!”Will blinked, then looked down at his plate. He took a bite. Is it just me or does this taste even better than I remember? He chewed quickly, realizing that he was starving. “This is really good, Alaina!” he remarked, looking over.Alaina gave him a weak smile. “Thanks, Will. I’m really, really sorry. Um...” she trailed off, tapping at her emptied plate with her fork.There’s no clock in here. How long was I getting mind wiped for? Wait, why am I not.