My finger found her slit. She was wet with anticipation.When Mike entered the room we were locked together in another deep tonguing kiss. My hands wer... wrapped around her buttocks and we were dry fucking like teenagers. I must admit I felt some apprehension but he calmly asked what I would like to drink. DRINK HELL. I JUST WANTED TO FUCK HIS WIFE! I replied "Just a little Scotch with water." I really didn't want anything that might interfere with my fucking this woman. He went to the kitchen. The slave made sure to also send a copy of the email to Master. The slave assured Master that it would do as it was told and send the email that it wrote to Him first before it was sent. All it had to do now was figure out what in the world it was going to write. That was the hard part. The slave decided that the first email be one that was simple. Since hers had been simple and really an introduction of herself, the slave decided that it would keep the reply like that also. It would not. “Of course not Steve your more than welcome mate, here bitch get up and show Steve your appreciation for turning up and offering to fuck your cunt. Here Steve park yourself there mate”I moved aside and pulled up my boxers and jeans leaving my cock poking out the top. Steve sat like I had been a moment earlier and watched as some woman who he’d never met unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Once they were pulled down a little his pants soon followed.“Fuck Fiona you see his big cock, you’re going. We had discussed buying a house but I objected as I hate doing yard work. My philosophy is that life is too short to waste too much time doing things you hate. I know I sure would like to have all those hours I spent behind a lawn mower as a kid back to do something else with. So we bought the condo. See, I get my way on some things. I also handle all the joint finances. We have a joint account to which we each contribute to handle household expenses and savings. Neither of us cooks much since.