As dinner progressed, she kept getting more and more vivid flashes. The man’s voice seemed to continue changing as well, and became more familiar. O...dly to her, she was getting more aroused by being fully covered, and was getting used to having her senses limited. The small rays of light that she could see were becoming enough for her to function, and rather well at that. The room seemed more visible, as did the shapes and forms of the others around her. Dinner concluded with the Master telling. The kiss deepened and then receded, only to deepen again. "Pamela, you tell me right now to take you to the bedroom, or this is happening on your kitchen table." His fingers were working already tugging the hem of her shirt out of her jeans.His words fueled her desire and she pulled his shirt from his slacks. That was her answer and if he doubted it, she stepped back and lifted her flannel shirt from her body and quickly unclasped her bra. Trent tore the offensive garment from her breast and. Finally though, she pleaded with him to stop and he gave in, relenting his torture and letting her have a chance to relax and recover. She lay draped over the pillow armrest, panting, with cum leaking once again from her pussy. Her pulse was racing and she felt like she was outside her body, watching herself as Matthew toyed with her. Matthew didn't let her rest much this time however, lunch time was ticking by and if they were going to do anything more, they had to get to it. Matthew picked up. I’m trying to figure out what has her behaving so irrationally!”“Irrational to you, but perfectly rational in her mind. If I’m right, that is.”“I know I went off on her on Sunday night, but I still don’t see what you think you see.”“And I don’t see her having an affair. It doesn’t fit. Back when I was going totally crazy? Maybe. But now? She’s getting what she always wanted! It’s taking time, but things are slowly moving her direction.”“OK, then how about another silly idea? What if THAT is the.