Alyce is from a very religious Mormon background and she's a little uptight, but we're working it out." And while you're working it out," she question...d a lewd little smile playing about her lips, "you've found some new outlets for your sexual frustration?"He was really getting hot under the collar now. How dare this woman who was practically a stranger to him make these insinuations. "Just what are you driving at Mrs. Marsdale," he asked coldly."Don't be coy, stud," she whispered hoarsely, "I. I rush out the office door to catch the bus. I don't want to be late - Mistress doesn't like that. With 3 minutes to spare I reach open the door to her apartment, relieved that I made it on time. As usual, I remove all my clothes, put on my heels and my collar. I put the leash in my mouth and crawl towards the living room, my tits hanging down, wiggling my ass. I push the door open. I hear voices. Mistress is not alone? I am confused, don't. Samstagnacht, 2.00 Uhr. Ein j?ngerer B?rsianer, korrekter Haarschnitt, gepflegt, gut gekleidet, arrogant, vorlaut, Vegetarier, Nichttrinker, Nichtraucher, ist mit seinem Auto auf dem Heimweg von einer After-Work-Party. Er hat eine kleine Panne, sein angeberischer Jaguar will nicht mehr. Vom Handy aus ruft er den Abschleppdienst, aber das kann noch dauern so mitten in der Nacht. Jetzt r?cht sich sein hochn?siger Umgangston vermeintlich Unterlegenen gegen?ber.Er muss pinkeln, und als guter B?rger. “Hi ma,” he said as he slowly passed her. “You’re looking particularly sexy today.”Sally gave her soft giggle and opened her eyes to look up at her tall son, towering above her.“Think I’m sexy do you?” she grinned.“Oh aye,”“Good. I’m glad.” With that she arched her back and reached behind herself to untie the strings of her bikini bra. She took it off and handed it up to him before closing her eyes again, still smiling softly.Gareth gulped slightly. He’d seen his mother naked many times before,.