After a couple of minutes, she said, “That’s nice.”“Oh, I didn’t know you were awake.”“I’ve been lying here waiting for you to wake up...”“How did we end up like this?”“I don’t know, but I like it.”“Me too. I was just lying here wishing I didn’t have to get up.”She raised her head to look at me, her face just inches from mine. “When do you have to be at work?”“One o’clock.”“Then we have loads of time.”“I suppose. But I’m starving.”“Me too. But I want to make love before breakfast. Interested?”You. She is excited and willing, as this means he is staying, she was able to please him. She slowly removes his shoes and then one sock at a time. She then awaits her next instruction; he watches her and decides to find out if she is really prepared for him. He slides his hand up her inner thigh and can feel the heat and moisture cumming from her pussy. She shivers in excitement. He quickly removes his hand. She knew better than to react to him; she is not to react to him until allowed, he will. "Devon sat back and tried to relax, looking for the perfect opportunity to ask the question gnawing in the back of his mind."The training's that are offered vary according to what you feel you need. There are several ways you can go depending on the extent of the experience you want or require. My suggestion is always take the most in-depth session you can. You can never have too much training." So, there are choices then?" Yes, there is the one-week session which takes place five days over a. ‘And maybe you shouldn’t leave them in your fucking uniform for your wife to find, Einstein.’ She stormed past him again and returned to the bedroom. She went to the closet and scooped out all the uniforms she could find. She carried them back out to the kitchen. He had the panties in one hand now, the other rubbing his crotch. She threw the uniforms at his feet. ‘Now get the fuck out!’ Her tears came back, welling up in her eyes and streaming down her cheeks. She ran into the bathroom, locking.