And she had alight coating of perspiration from her earlier exercise, and fromspanking me."Do you like what you see, my little slut?" she asked me. "...h yes,Mistress," I replied, certainly being truthful. "Then thank yourmistress," she commanded, and I did."But you don't look like my little slut," she smiled. She made me sitdown on a chair near the sink. She produced a pair of scissors, andshe cut off my tee-shirt. She untied my sneakers, and removed them andmy socks. Then she slid a pair. " See mom, that's the problem, right now you come into my bed and I comfort you, but I want more; I want you as my wife, my mother, my lover, my best friend! I can't live in the same house with you if we're not having sex. I'm not going to do it! If you're not in love with me and an anxious willing partner in and out of bed then we can't be together."Now the tears were really flowing, made me feel like shit but what can you do? "Mike, I want to be yours, I didn't know how to bring it up, what. My wife said thanks a lot honey, you can go now. Next morning was same like their 1st encounter, 2 used condoms, clothes lying here and there, they were sleeping naked. Next day John left for the Switzerland.When John was in Switzerland our routine life was going on, I noticed few changes in my wife she mostly used to use only panty when at home, started grooming her entire body like aYear old girl, started visiting parlor regularly. We used to have sex times in a week, but I observed she was. You will no longer be in my employ. Is that clear?" Ken's reply was interrupted when a smartly dressed young man entered the room."Miss Taggart has asked me to convey her apologies for being delayed. There was an incident that required her to change her clothes and she will be with you shortly. Is there anything I can get for you while you are waiting?" No, thank you,” Mrs. Bowman answered. “Can you tell us what happened? What sort of incident would require her to change her clothes?" A.