Who was in my office yesterday, while I was out? What happened? Eventually, cowed and scarlet with embarrassment, she told her story. I played the sho...ked boss, and for my own pleasure, I went into all of the details to embarrass her - did you fuck on my desk? On my rug? In my chair? But then the tears started to well in her eyes and I relented. I put a hand on her shoulder and told her I didn't really mind, and I wouldn't take the matter any further and we could keep it just between us. To get. I guess old money has to be respected, but I think my wife's scones drew our invitations." As if on cue, she brought scones with the coffee. We had to split them for everyone to have a taste, and they were scrumptious. "Anyway, he was seventeen I think when we let him join us at the Vanderbilt's or some such billionaire. I must have a bit of the Wobbly myself and never liked the ostentation and the snootiness of these people. Of course my wife charmed, and I let her lead. But my son fell in. Then i heard the voice of Master George from behind and his footsteps he looked at me as if to say he’d sold me what had he’d done. i my arms were up above my head suspended by a huge lifting hook which was enormous this room must have been a factory as i head machinery behind that’s all i could do. Then i saw a woman come around from behind she too had been dressed up but not as much as me with her breasts sticking out with large steel ring attached like a bra of some kind and a steel collar. “First thing first - dish out the food for the two plates.”Jason watched as his aunt did as she was told before coming back to stand before him - her body language showing just how off-balance she was. He didn’t bother saying anything further to her just yet - instead he reached behind her neck and undid the string holding the apron up. It fell down; and as her chest was exposed to her nephew’s hungry gaze, Sarah’s breathing sped up. He gripped her shoulders and then spun her around bodily.