"But she likes me the most because I will fuck her. I don't play. I am not nice. I take my pleasure from her, how I want. I take what I want and she k...ows who owns who. She likes being my little slut, don't you slut puppy?"Tina wrapped her arms around Emily's thigh and looked up at the younger woman's face with nothing but adoration showing. "I have done what you asked before Mistress. I will submit." Emily patted her head and they both smiled. Then Emily said, "Watch and learn, bitch."She. Besides, we could have sex right under my mom's nose, and if she were on the computer. She would never notice." I wouldn't be so sure about that I cautioned the teen." Hell, we could have sex three times, in the house, tonight without my mom noticing. I'll bet you!" Samantha challenged."Um, what do I get out of that other than, busted, busted, and really busted?" I asked Samantha."Duh! You get sex, sex, and more sex!"I had to admit to myself that it had been over a week since Samantha and I had. Even before they saw me. In fact the office was pretty much as I'd left it, except that Naz had sort of expanded his workspace across both my and Debbie's desks, occupying the space with some large format print outs of code models - all heavily annotated, I noticed - while Seff's desk had accumulated a variety of accessories - in trays, pen holders, etc - which somehow managed to look simultaneously professional and jokey. The only other thing that seemed to have changed was the music - instead. The zip of her dress slid down to the perfect shelf of her young butt cheeks. She reached up pulling one of her shoulders off, then the other slowly pulling her dress down, allowing it fall to the floor, still with her back to me, wearing only a tiny thong and a pair of shoes. She turned around, facing me, her breasts, about cup size, with perfect pink nipples, erect topping them off, like snow caps on a hill. She mouthed “thank you daddy” keeping her voice as low as possible so as not to wake.