“Your slave is cute.” It was Tom, who I’d talked to in the bar. “Is she available for rent?”Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Michell...’s eyes widen. This was a friend she hadn’t been introduced to.“Well,” I drawled, watching Michelle squirm, “not tonight. But maybe another time.”She relaxed visibly.I bent down and kissed her neck, just above the collar. Then we made our way over to the bar, and I got a drink.“None for me,” she asked.“That’s not a very slave-like attitude,” I said. But I. I wanted him to take control. He started to undress me, first unbuttoned my shirt, then he started fumbling at my belt. I kicked of my shoes, to make it easy on him and with some help from me he pulled down my jeans. I always go out without underwear as a turn on. So I surprised him with my almost stiff member popping up. He said some words of admiration about my 18cm size, and started playing with it. He sucked it for some time but I didn’t wanted to come first. I feared that if I came I loose. Jack said, "Slow down there Millie, we don't want you staggeringhome drunk do we."Julie just giggled. I ask if I could take my heels off, but Julie said,"No, you will have to get used to wearing them a lot longer than this, soyou might as well start from now." Right," said Jack, "I had better explain everything to you, Julie and Ihave been meeting in secret for months now, and no, it's not anythingsexual." He must have seen the relief on my face. "We are going to gointo business together, but. .i do not why but suddenly i said to him..SO WHAT ,CAN'T WE ENJOY OURSELF WITHOUT RENI? He stumbled a bit ,and started to laugh,of course why not , let's meet at the agreed place in an hour...there he was,nice and sharp,when i seat in his car ,i ask what he would like to do ? how about shopping ,what do you mean?i mean you deserve some sorte of reward because of your bravenes saying those inviting words over the phone ...weeel,ok let's shop,i agreed easily as i thouht no trap in shopping in.