Her buttocks came off the couch and he slid her panties down her legs. Oh, God, oh, God! He tugged at her leg as he slid the panties down over her foo... and slipped off her other leg. He dropped them onto the floor and his hand returned to her cunt.His fingers dug in, stroking up and down betwen her pussy lips. No! No! "Ohhh," she moaned when he found her clit. I can't--I can't stop, I--, she thought as her hips began to rut into his caressing hand. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried."Yeah, you're ready,". ’ You think to yourself. A short while later she returns, again, with a fresh cocktail. ‘Dinner is ready Sir.’ She says. You realize just how famished you are as your stomach grumbles. She follows you into the kitchen. As you sit down she quietly moves and kneels at your side. Well taught by you over the years, she knows better then to assume she will be dining with you. You begin to eat, enjoying your meal. A few minutes pass and you ask ‘Are you hungry little one?’ ‘If it pleases You, Master’. "How can I help you today?" In my head I was thinking about how he could help me. His smile all but dazzled as he asked me about a particular book, leaning against the counter with his head cocked at just the right angle to look up at me through those long, thick lashes.I looked up the book in the online catalog and told him the call number. He asked if I would go with him, claiming he got totally lost last time he was up there - "The call numbers, they confuse me." There was that grin. ’ She stroked my cheek apologetically, ‘I’m sorry, Sweetie. I couldn’t resist. At least she won’t be calling you for a while.’ ‘Yeah, maybe no one will.’ I looked over at the pharmacy bag and felt embolden to ask, ‘What did you get?’ ‘Birth control pills, like I said.’ I gave her my ‘I demand more information’ scowl, and said, ‘If you’re not in a relationship why are you taking them?’ The question seemed to deflate Becky’s enthusiasm. She slumped and looked out the window. After a moment, she.