.. after our first "encounter" Dawn and I often talked about what it was like and how much we both enjoyed it and hoped we would get to experience mor... fun times. I don't remember the exact set of circumstances except that for some reason I got off work early that morning and decided to surprise Dawn instead of calling and telling her. Well as it turned out it was indeed quite a surprise for us all and, as it turned out, a very "naughty" one. We were living in an apartment on the second floor. “He’s one of my best clients and I’m afraid if I don’t give him what he wants, he’ll find what he’s looking for somewhere else.”She needs me ... more than she’s been letting on... “What exactly will we be doing with him?”“I have a little routine with him that I’ll go over with you. I’ll make sure you’re comfortable with everything before we begin.”“Is there any actual sex involved?”“He likes facesitting, but if that’s a problem, you wouldn’t necessarily have to be involved with that aspect of. I tried to thrust my hips forward, but Jennifer just moved back in rhythm with me and continued her slow, teasing pace. "So when you started raising a fuss about noises in the basement, what was I to do? Other than have a long session with Jennifer here about being quiet at night. We had to give you a bigger cock to suck on after that, didn't we Jen?" Jennifer shuddered and swallowed, and that almost pushed me over the edge, but she squeezed my cock at the base and held me until the. My head moves from side to side, trying to catch a scent of you, trying to figure out where you are, what you are touching me with. Hesitantly I whisper, "welcome home Master." Trying to sound confident although you do note the barest hint of a question on that last word. I cannot see your smile as you sip your wine. I cannot see the lights of the Christmas tree blinking in your eyes as you take in the scene before you. You had arrived home a while ago, found me bound waiting for you. Once you.