I would have selfishly screwed you to the floor if I only thought about my own gratification,” I admitted with a guilty grin.“I’ll take your fri...ndship if I have to choose between being a friend or your lover, if I can’t have both,” I further explained.My father used to tell me the best way to learn the thoughts of another is to ask a direct question, shut up, and listen to the answer. “What about what happened, or didn’t happen last night?” I cooled my coffee with my breath.“At first I was. On the third day she came to me and was speaking about something and mentioned that whenever she sleeps, she is like a dead body, she doesn’t know or feel anything. I was relieved hearing that. That night again tried my chance though I felt guilty but pleasure overcame me, I put my hand inside her dress slowly went up reached her breast, to my shock she was not wearing a bra I pressed her boob softly looking at her face for any sign of movement but there was none felt happy and started. Peter had done a small bit of research and decided that he did indeed have some great ideas, if not what to do for the company's benefit, then at least what to do for his.Susan was leading Peter down the hall and he noticed as he walked the many fancy titles on the doors he was passing. Maybe the top floor of the building really was reserved for all the C-level people.Susan lead Peter through the door at the end of the hall and into an ante-office which held two desks, a copy machine, a number. Once they hit a red light he began spanking her wet mound profusely. Kelly moaned with delight, Thank you Master, she moaned, Thank you. My little naughty slut, he chimed, your enslavement has just begun! Soon we will have lots of fun, Ill own your pussy and spank your bum. Now, you belong to me forevermore, so suck my cock as your daily chore. Uhhhh Kelly moaned. All the while during her pussy spanking he had rhymed her terms of enslavement. Yes Master, yes master, yes master, she said. Good.