Cindy didn't sleep much that night. Her mind was all over the place. How in the world did this happen to her. She was naked and bound, her body cravin... a climax and her roommate was controlling her every move. In spite of this the orgasms she had were the best she had ever experienced. As her brain was telling her to get away from this woman, her body was relishing everything that had happened and craved more. Cindy fell into a restless sleep having erotic dreams of kneeling at her mistress'. Damn that time, I could be at my home with my wife. I tried to postpone the assignment by a day but it didn’t happen. I am not this type of person but who would like to sit with a client rather than going in bed with a newly married sexy wife. To my dismay, my boss asked her personal secretary to accompany me for the meet. Finally, with no option available to me, I just could not hold it and I called at my home to tell my wife that I would not be coming home. Bad day of course.The girl. “So you were going to tell me about the rest of your day,” she prompted me.I nodded and told her about Barb pushing my buttons when I got home, the fight we’d had and me getting out of there before I could do something or say something I couldn’t take back.“So you felt guilty when you got home?” she asked, surprised and a little hurt.I took her hand in both of mine. “Not because of you or what we did,” I assured her. “I wouldn’t be here if that was it. I was feeling ashamed of myself because. I did like she showed me, and spread her pussy lips. I began licking her again. She was right, of course. I was able to lick deeper, and access more of her sensitive inner walls. I didn’t know how it was possible, but she just kept getting wetter. I tried to lick up every drop, but it was quickly replaced with even more. The more I licked and kissed, the more Kelly began to moan. She pulled her hand from my head, and I glanced up over her pubic mound. Looking past her pretty little bush, I.