While going inside, I looked behind and saw that my friend’s husband was checking out my jiggling ass like a pervert.My friend and I were seated at ...he breakfast table on the balcony. For a moment, she looked at me as though I was an anathema to her (I felt genuinely guilty). Then, she held my arm tightly and began to cry.Me: What’s the matter, Nisha? Is it your married life? (I asked taking a guess of course).My friend shook her head in agreement while still sobbing and trying to speak. I. She grunts “Yes.”While I tease her with the thought of what is to come, I dress in my chauffer’s grey uniform, cap and white gloves; impeccably turned out as always.Releasing M’ Lady’s legs, I pull her down the bed and roll her over onto her front. With her peach of a bum over the end of the bed, I attach a spreader bar to her ankles. M’ Lady has not caused any trouble so I won’t need the cane. Which, indecently, I haven’t brought!Kneeling behind M’ Lady, I’m aroused to see a well fuck pussy. I start the meeting and ask for current business from each business unit. Each woman proceeds to read from each of their respective notepads. You look down at my shoes and notice the lace dangling from my right shoe and reach over carefully. Slowly, you tie my shoe for me and smile admiring your handiwork. I move my hand from the top of the desk underneath and you see a yellow sticky note in my hand. You take it and you read: " Thank you ". And smile I continue talking to the women across from. They wanted me to turn over my card too, so I did. Then, one woman complained that it was too soon to be her turn. I didn't know what she meant. The others all protested her complaints. I looked at her card. I realized it was the lowest card of any of ours. I asked Sharon what it was all about. I'm not sure she heard my question.The woman's name was Amy. She seemed rather young and had a very striking figure--I'm sure any man would have been sneaking glances at her. Helen got up and led her out.