Theirstrong, heady fragrance filled the room. They were from him, with a note. "Tomorrowlittle one." I repeated the words in my mind. My heart skips. ...oon, sosoon. Heat rises from my skin. It's not arousal...it is far deeper than that. It's time. Like some cheesy romance novel I climb to my feet. The bed; Icheck the chocolate colored comforter tossed with a mix of peach, pale greenand golden silk pillows. Master always demanded I be a lady, be sophisticated,be the balance to the side he brings. * * * * As I lay in bed, getting more and more turned on by his attention, I ran the events of the last day over in my head, thanking my lucky stars that everything had worked out in the end, and amazed how much things had changed in such a short time. It had all started the previous day over lunch with James. We’d been chatting about life in general, and about my recent break up with my boyfriend. ‘So what’s next?’ asked James. ‘Coffee?’ I replied, knowing this wasn’t what he was asking. He. I thought that it was the best time to get hold of her tits. I touched her right breast and squeezed it. She shouted while in that same position at me saying, “Ah. I told you not to touch them.” I said that it was difficult to suck on it without having a grip.She just said, “Ok, whatever, make it fast.” I continued squeezing and sucking on her tits for a while. I was drinking but the milk just kept coming. I slowly slid my other hand over her ass. She shouted, “Abhi, what are you doing?”I. Sara walked directly over to me and took the thong. Shebrought it up to my face again and guided it around my mouth, teasingme with it. She told me to open my mouth. I did not know what to do. Iwas trapped. She could tell my daughter what I had just done.I slowly opened my mouth while Sara stuffed in her thong. There I was,helpless, standing in front of this young coed with her panties in mymouth and with one piece of lace, hanging out from my lips. Saralaughed and took out her cell phone to.