I redressed and composed myself by splashing water on my face. If I smelled like sex, I could not tell. Back at the desk, I finished a correspondence ...nd chatted with a few co-workers. Then I logged off, grabbed my purse and headed to Master’s house for an evening of erotic games and his rules. Master was waiting on the door stoop when I pulled into the driveway and beckoned for me to join him. Master shook his head and announced, “I can see my little sex slave has been a bad girl today. Do you. As i have mentioned earlier i am very big fan of sex stories and used to read lot of them especially about fucking neighbours or aunties, day by day my sex urge started building like anything that i had to have a pussy very desperately and as quickly as possible.Anju used to sweep daily in the morning at the time while i am leaving for my office one day when she was sweeping her pallu of her saree had fallen down she did not see me coming but i was seeing her without a break for 1 or 2 min and. Her car is in the shop so we will have to run her home later,” she said then peeked her head out of the bathroom and said, “So, one of us will have to be light on the drinks tonight.”I was trying not to rush the evening but I was anxious to get home. I made sure to supply my wife with extra drinks so I would be the one taking Porsche home that evening.When we returned home, my wife did the usual questions to Porsche and paid her for her time and informed her I’d be running her home because she. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Don't you know you're not welcome here after your outburst the other day?" She was ready to slam the door in her face when Carol spoke. "I'm here to apologize for that," she said. "I behaved like an idiot and I wouldn't blame you for shutting the door. Won't you hear me out?" "I'll listen, but you had better do it right there on the porch." "Very well," said Carol. "I was upset with Zach and I allowed it to get out of control. I had no business getting you.