...............................At 7 pm the following night, Michelle plopped her tired body down on the couch. She was exhausted. Jet lag played a par..., but mainly the stress from the many phone calls made during the day was bringing her down. Everything seemed to be going wrong. Her husband's lawyer had demanded ownership of several rental properties in return for Michelle getting sole rights in the construction business. She was livid about it. She had started and managed the company, using. But I'm not a professional builder. I'm stepping through it in my head to make sure I know how this is going to work." Are you sure I shouldn't get a professional?" Relax, okay. Just because I need to think about it, doesn't mean I can't do it. It just means that I have to think about it."By the end of the day the only thing that had been accomplished (that I could see) was that the supports were up. I tried not to say anything since he was paying for it all, but I was starting to get. We were comfortable in our routines, and roles. I did what he wanted, and he wanted me around. Soon we found ourselves talking during sex, normal everyday conversations as if nothing was happening. I had become an outlet, a release for the frustrations of his day. I was his quiet and docile lover, demanding nothing and taking him as he offered.One day, however, he was especially excited and I was to learn why in short order He took extra time, to make sure I was excited, wet and ready for him.. ." Don't lie to me Jason... You were interested in my lingerie..." Steph interrupted. "It looks like I have to report this to the school... Imagine what will happen when everyone knows you are a pervert?" Stephanie threatened.Jason immediately decided the best way to get out of this trouble was to beg for mercy. "Please don't tell anyone... I promise to do anything!" Anything?" Stephanie asked. She knew she had Jason in her trap."Anything!" Jason replied.Stephanie then decided to have some fun..