Based on the black eye, it appeared that Annie hadn’t learned her lesson.“Annie hit you?”“Yes.”The hostess looked over at Paul with an embar...assed expression on her face. She had assumed that he had hit Judy. She didn’t like men who beat their wives. She’d lived with a man like that, and had ended up in the hospital. She handed him the menu and scurried off.“Did you call the police?” Paul asked knowing the answer even before asking the question.“She’s my daughter.”“She might be your daughter,. “No words, wicked girl.” Anything I had to say at this point was useless anyway. He roughly grabs my neck and walks me to his office, holding me ahead of him like a trophy. More floor-to-ceiling glass and in the middle of the room, a giant cherry desk that is strangely devoid of all the usual office accoutrements. He forces me to me knees. I can feel the fabric of his expensive suit against my cheek, and his hard cock underneath that was straining to be freed. I wrap my lips around his cock and. Thisusuallymeant a lot of untidy rooms and strange looks from students who weren't expecting her.She was used to it by now, and set about her rounds withher usual brisk pace that always allowed her to leave slightly earlier than the other maids.She would unlock room after room, empty the bin andleave, before having a quick spot check of the communal kitchen."Maid service," Elena called out as she unlocked and entered yet another room.She walked from the door over to the bin in the far corner. But with what happened, I think...maybe we should give each other some space.” The words burn coming out of my throat, but they need to be said before he can get out any more apologies and make me feel worse. He’s frozen as he stares at me for a moment. Then he clears his throat and collects himself. “Yeah, that’s a good idea,” Ethan says. We stand for another moment in silence, staring at each other. I want to kiss him so badly and hit myself in the face at the same time. Without another.