” She lowered her voice dramatically. “Maybe she can’t answer the door, huh? Anyway, don’t the police say if you see something, say something?...��It was too early in the morning, and his coffee hadn’t kicked in yet, so Greg gave up trying to explain why Maddie had it backwards. Instead, he got up and gave his wife a thorough good-morning-and-off-to-work kiss, groaning when she squeezed his ass and pulled his crotch against hers, her nipples tangible points through her Saints jersey.“Ooooh, that’s. During working hours, Cal was still Cal. A cop. A tough cop. But assoon as he came home, he showered, shaved and changed. He had yet toask to be called by a feminine name, but Judy was concerned that wouldbe next. The sexual activity between them subsided to nothing, becauseJudy realized that she was no longer having sex with her husband butwith a woman and she didn't want that. Cal and Judy had many heart toheart conversations about it, and Cal bluntly told her that he could notgive up. A few minutes pass. Nothing. No sounds, no Mistress. The tarp remains on their cage. Finally, Tessa breaks the silence. "I think we're alone," Tessa whispers. "We can't know that… What if she's just standing there.. waiting for us to do something and catch us?" Ashley responds quickly and quietly. Just the thought of Mistress punishing her, causes her asshole to clench tightly in fear and subconscious exhilaration. "Well, she is at least over by the door, which sounded far away. She won't hear. Three times, she remembered. She’d had to tell a little fib about that night in her next phone call home. The one she generally used when a call home had been left unmade. “Sorry, we went on after dinner.” She slipped off her panties and touched herself again. She thought about the mirrors in the bedroom in the suite and got even hotter. Em loved to watch herself having illicit sex, to see a man kissing her, stroking her, licking her all over, and finally penetrating her. Or a woman, just.