But nether of them looked happy.I looked at my watch before taking Zoe's hand again. A little after eleven. I didn't have gymnastics until three. Almo...t four hours."It occurs to me that you've never had a tour of the house," I said as we started back."I've been to your house lots of times. I spent the night there in November." Yeah, but you've never had the official tour."Zoe gave me the you're-weird-look, but didn't put it into words.We walked to the house. Inside, I took her jacket and hung. Hair frizzed from the blowdryer, not a spot of makeup on, and not a piece of clothing either. Seeing you sitting on the couch she runs up and jumps on your lap, hugging you with her breasts pressing into your face. "How was work baby?" She asks, you mutter on about how your day went, not really caring about your answer or the question. She picks up on your less then elated mood and starts rubbing your dock through your jeans. The sensation is nice after a long day of work and you let out a soft. Randle was hot and horny, but, he knew he could not’t fuck this hot piece of ass. Too many people about, so, he found out when it was her turn on the night shift. Next week is her turn on the night shift and the two of them could hardly wait. Randle went to bed early so he could be fresh for when Sue arrived. The time went by slowly as he dreamed of fucking Sue’s young pussy. He could see in his minds eye her parting her lips to suck his huge dick. How she would run the tip of her tongue along. .Despite the terrible tightness of the corset, I expectantly kneeled before the apartment door awaiting my Master’s return. I knelt with hands stretched out, holding the ice-cold beer in a frosty mug, my Master’s preferred drink upon arriving home.I was dressed to please him. Starting at the bottom, my toe nails were perfectly maintained through my weekly visits to a local salon operated by a colleague of my Master. There I would receive a full pedicure and manicure, a session upon their sun.