" I'd never made it that plain before, but I still considered Hannah my 'first wife' and I had no need to go around her back. I was not going to fuck ...ny of my subordinates without her prior approval. I was getting all I needed from her and Monique anyway. Since we were picked up going on five years before, Hannah had never said 'No' to me. She said 'Can I just suck you tonight?' sometimes, meaning 'Please go bother one of the other girls, my back hurts and I have a headache', but she had never. He helped me onto the old leather sofa in the office."Ah yes, the old leather sofa. Bet his dad used it on occasion, with a random coed or three."Anyway, I told him I was burning up. He hesitantly put his hand on my forehead."No big deal. "So you got him to touch you. Did that do it?" Nope. I told him that Mom didn't check for fever the way. She'd put her lips on my forehead, because they're more sensitive." Wow! And he fell for that?" They'll let anybody teach these days."Not at first. But I. I stayed there for another monthbefore my mistress told me that it was time for stage 2 of my training.As the end of my shift came that day, I knew I would miss the diner. I hadcome to know everyone here as if they were family. The staff surprised meby getting me ready for a night out on the town. They helped me into asexy red dress, with a slit up the side that showed my thigh and cleavageas well. My hair was styled and my make up was done perfectly. Blacktinted stockings were rolled up my. Smirking, Jennifer gave me the okay and I dove in.Much like with her boobs, I had no clue what I was doing at first, though I was much more aware this time, partially due to Jennifer’s demonstration, that less is more. I began by experimentally licking her folds, and paying light attention to the clit, though I was super gentle with hers knowing that mine was incredibly sensitive. The more I played with it, the more Jennifer’s moans (and she definitely was a moaner) let me know what I was doing.