" Thank you. Well, let's see. I'm not one for the bar scene, most of my female acquaintances are married, I won't get involved with someone in my work...lace, and I haven't dated in ten years since I met the woman who would become my wife."She was nodding and smiling slightly, so she wasn't surprised at my answers."All good reasons for a handsome guy to be looking somewhere else. In a way, I'm like you. I avoid workplace romances, I don't frequent bars alone, and I've been burned a couple of. All he could do is now is sit and see where this went. She continued. “She tells me that you are obedient, but in need of a permanent mistress. Is that correct?”“I don’t know what you mean. I know Christina. We met this past weekend. I don’t know what you are talking about when you say mistress. I’m not that type.”“Of course you are, Bill. I know all about you and your wife, Sam. Christina tells me that Sam is quite the cum-drinking slut!” Bill gasped and blinked, trying to figure out what to. I slapped her cheeks, one after the other again with my left hand. As I did so, I said, "Fuck yea, mom, I love slapping your large backside. It's so fucking hot."For a moment, I couldn't believe I had been so crude, but mom seemed ok about it as she said encouragingly, "That's right Jacob, tell me how you like it, and what you want to do to me to make you cum."My dick responded almost immediately to her words, getting a bit of life into it, but I was way off being properly hard yet.Then,. ‘What can I do for you?’ ‘I am afraid I must change plans. Udre has called me, to ask me to return home, to St. Petersburg, as soon as is possibility’ ‘Why?’ John snapped, quickly shaking off the sexual buzz of moments ago. ‘Is… I am not completely sure the reason, only to say that it is personal matter that I am to look into.’ John frowned. ‘Dimitri, that is not good enough.’ ‘I can-‘ Dimitri added quickly, ‘give you my assurance that this is not-‘ There was a muffled mumble as the man on the.