Taking deep breaths, and giving up, for the moment, the desire to say anything, she waited for what he would do or say next. ‘I have wanted to touch...you since the first day we met,’ he informed her, stroking his fingertips down the side of her arm. ‘You stood there, in the doorway of the coffee shop, looking uncertain, wondering if I had stood you up.’ He chuckled softly. ‘Online friendships are fraught with uncertainty, aren’t they? I could see you trying to decide if you should leave, before. 'You look amazing, slave. Your pussy drips for me already, and I can see you've kept those naughty hands away from yourself all day, just as I ordered you to. You're ready to serve me immediately, and I am very pleased. Retrieve the leash and collar.' You keep your face composed until you turn to obey me, at which point you allow a broad, excited smile on your face. The compliment from your master, and the command to use the collar and leash, have you thinking that you will be rewarded quickly. There were times during the shows that I was so turned on, I thought I might just start cumming all over the dance floor.Dancing so nearly exposed, surrounded by hot sexy guys, made me so horny I started getting cravings for sex with strangers. I started thinking about where I could go to get my cock sucked, and maybe even suck some cocks and get covered in cum. After about 3 hours at the show, I couldn't control my lust anymore and I slipped out, insanely horny. I made it to my car, and drove. ”“Catherine is pregnant again.”“Oooh! I’m going to enjoy spreading that one.”“You just promised not to tell.”Her expression changed as what I had said really sank in.“You swine,” she yelled, coming up to me and starting to beat my chest with her fists, “you’ve done it again.”She burst in to tears and I held her tight against me, which was a good way of stopping her beating me up. A minute or two later she stopped and looked up at me. So I bent and kissed her.“Pig,” she repeated when we broke.