He discouraged yelling and removed his hand, she trembled as he walked around her slowly. He ran his finger along her ribs stopping at her bra strap a...d moving down again in a diagonal line across her back till he reached her panties.?didn’t your friends tell you about me, not to fuck with me, not to try and hurt me? They did and you didn’t listen, you tried to hurt me to save your sorry little whore ass, and now?.? he trailed off with his fingers around the rear of her waistband?.. ?your. There was a... tension between them that neither would acknowledge out loud, but was expressed in other ways.They would often stand close together, while working on this or that plant. He would slide his fingers slowly over a leaf, damp with the moisture she'd just sprayed on it. She would grasp a thick branch in her hand, running her thumb over it to brush away some dirt. It was a subtle, sensual play, but one they never acknowledged by actually touching each other. Oh they got close, close. I was still reminiscing and sipping my coffee when Master walked out of his office. “Anna, call the tower and have them track down the flight crew. I need the jet prepped and ready to take off as soon as possible. I’m sure Alonso and his pets will be departing after I talk to him, and I need everything ready.”Picking up the phone, I called the control tower to relay Master’s instructions. From the tone of his voice, I knew he wasn’t upset with Alonso, but the way he was carrying himself meant. “So what did you miss most?” I asked.She opened her eyes and looked up at me. “You know. -- I’ve missed having sex for a long time. I just don’t seem to be able to find the time for a relationship. You happened to be in the right place at the right time. Although I will have to admit you arrived with some pretty amazing equipment. There is no doubt my neglected pussy just loves having you inside her and I crave the intimate contact. I guess I didn’t realize it until the other afternoon.