” She told her mother. Fiona stood up from the table leaving her still relatively full plate behind. “You finish eating breakfast, Michael, so we ...an head into town.” Nancy frowned at Fiona's plate, “You feeling okay, Fi? You barely touched your breakfast.” Fiona turned and shrugged, “I'm just feeling full. I kinda had a bit of a snack before you made breakfast.” Michael quietly sipped his orange juice, praying that he wasn't blushing all too much. After finishing his breakfast Michael and. I suppose I shouldn't havebeen surprised but nonetheless I was when I saw Russ, my ex wife's newhusband. Russ was a one- time friend of mine and he and I often wouldhang out at this bar on a Friday night. A truly evil though came intomy mind and I shook my head and I hurried past the Excelsior hoping thethoughts would leave my head if I got back to the hotel. I almost got tothe elevator when my will power failed. I turned around and walked backto the bar, went in, and sat down at a table. We went home that day with wet pussies and a nice fat fee. A very good outcome all round.”As she'd been talking, Rosie had been stroking my arms and had cupped one of my breasts in her hand, squeezing gently. When she finished speaking, I turned towards her and kissed her deeply. It didn't take long before we were stripping each other and exploring each others' bodies. I let my tongue slide from her neck, down to her tits, flicking against her rock-hard nipples, tracing a line down to her. " Sir.. I mean Master, we're m.. making a scene.. m.. my breast?" I sayurgently, knowing eyes must be on use"Don't order me about slut!" He says pulling back, and I flinch thinkingfor a moment he's going to strike me, "But yes.. put your titty awayKitty...I'll see it again soon enough." Yes Master." I say recovering, and sorting out my dress... glad thatit's time to eat, and that for the duration of the meal he keeps hishands to himself.But afterwards it's dancing, and he has free reign to feel.