I chose my running gear that day with great care. Extreme care. I wanted to look super hot but not too obvious. I wore very short running shorts that ...ad overlapping sides intended to allow the freest possible leg movement but also revealed from thigh to hip when my leg was outstretched.I chose a low cut black sports bra that revealed a generous amount fo cleavage and held my breasts firmly when I ran but not as firmly as the ones I normally wore. I wanted him to be able to see a bit of tit. I put sindur bindi on my head and slight makeup.My waist was completely naked and showing sexy curves and lines. to surprise him i put on blanket on myself and hidden all treasures so he won’t get idea before dinner. i went out and asked him for dinner. he said he brought watermelon to have after dinner. he was looking towards me with confusion. he asked me “did you like clothes?”. i didn’t say anything and went to kitchen and started preparing dinner. i called him to have food. he sat opposite. I got into the office early and..." as Sandy was speaking, Mistress leaned over to the spiral on her desk and, with the touch of a button, caused it to start slowly spinning. As soon as it started its motion, Sandy's eyes went straight to it and her narration immediately ceased. Sandy tried to collect her thoughts, even as the spiral went around, and around ... and around ... and around..."You were saying, Sandy?" Mistress's voice snapped her back into the moment, although her eyes never left. “No, no,” I stammered. “It’s not like that!”“Oh, I think it is,” she purred. “Look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t want to suck Ron’s cock. Tell me you don’t want me to call him to come over here and feed you that gorgeous big dick.” I tried to do it, but all that came out was a soft moan. “That’s what I thought,” she laughed. “Now, let’s try this: tell me you’re a horny cunt and you want to suck Ron’s dick.”I moaned again, but this time I heard myself whisper, “I’m a horny cunt.