“You’ll make me fat, feeding me like this. But, oh, that was,” sigh, “delicious.”Sally giggled. “Thank you.”“You won’t put on weight...working as hard as you did this morning,” I told her. “How are you feeling?”“Tired. Ache in some different places.”“Relax for an hour with a cup of tea. Or coffee, if you’d rather.“Coffee, Master?”“Yes, please, Sally.”“Me too,” Lisette added.“I’ll bring it into the lounge.”Lisette sank into an armchair with a groan. “You could give work a miss this afternoon,” I. On Wednesday Carolyn stopped after work with three of her girl friends. They got hit on and after several drinks they danced with some guys and then Carolyn let herself be separated from the group. The guy took her to a dark booth in the back of the bar and he tried to hustle her between dances. When she got home she told me what had happened. They had swapped tongues and she had let him get a hand inside her blouse and play with her right breast before she shut him down and went back to join. I didn’t know what to say. There didn’t seem to be any communicating with these life forms. My hopes sank in my chest as I realized with embarrassment that it would take at least fifteen minutes to get the tea we had ordered and drink it, and find a polite way to end this fiasco. The tea came while the woman was making her second examination of the entire restaurant, as if she had never seen such a place before. She grimaced at the first sip of her tea, as if she had never tasted tea before.. While I was licking her nipples and she was stroking my cock I looked up and saw Mario kissing her passionately. He began kissing her neck and worked down to her left nipple where he began to suckle hungrily. She groaned with pleasure and I got so turned on I forgot this was my girlfriend and not his. I began kissing her running my tongue all over her shoulders and breasts. I put my hand up her dress but found Mario’s hand there already buried deep under her panties and between her legs. I.