As we left the room, the place was deathly quiet. The lobby, empty when we arrived, was full. As Andy walked in, people started to applaud. “Never h...ard a woman scream like before,” one hooker said. Andy had screamed like a banshee. Everyone is the place knew she had been fucked. Now, they watched in awe of her sexuality when we left. I could see Rebecca’s effect in Andy. She walked like a queen going towards her throne.Our two weeks in San Francisco was over and it had been almost six months. “Sit tight and I’ll have breakfast for you shortly!” I go to stand. “Can I help?” “Absolutely not!” Giving me a wicked smile he says, “I assure you I’ll demand lots of meals from you in the future, woman.” I laugh at that. “Not to mention, you look so gorgeous right now, sitting there with that freshly fucked glow. I need you to stay there until it’s burned into my brain and I can jerk off to the image anytime I want.” I can feel my face rapidly flush. He gives a laugh. “I told you at the. Steady and fully in control while I was still shell shocked. It felt surreal seeing Michelle, this trophy wife, sitting upright on the carpeted floor right in front of my tugging on my penis ever so lightly.“So, what about heels?” She asked in a sly inquisitive tone.With her right hand, she took the box I had been carrying and opened it taking out a pair Lady Peep Louboutins. These were a six inch heels with small platform and peep toe in patent black leather, of course, accented by the red. " Thanks" I said, looking at the couch in distaste."Um, don't sit there." he said as he saw my expression, "let me offer you this instead." and he wheeled the black leather office chair he had been sitting in, around to the front of the couch. It was clean, being the newest piece of furniture in the room.I took a seat, noticing the chair was a good bit higher than the couch he was sitting in."I have been wondering what you wanted to talk about." He said."I wanted to talk to you about the.