Go get some Aleve then come back here so we can continue." "Anything for you Master." Then she walked down stairs to get the Aleve leaving me to think...about our relationship and how I can turn up the heat more. Hanna walked back upstairs and stays at the edge of the bed waiting for her next order. "Lay on the bed Slut. I want to try that sweet pussy of yours." I see her pussy juices sliding down her leg as she crawls onto the bed and spreads her legs for me. Inviting me in. I look at that. At first she was very self-conscious about having the camera on but in time it became more and more comfortable. I liked seeing her expressions and smiles. For the most part all I could see was her face, because she tended to sit forward in her chair with her arms folded across the desk, just in front of the keyboard. When she would type she would sit back just a bit.But earlier tonight she got comfortable in her desk chair, which has a high back and padded arms. She sat back with her legs. She flushed again and I laughed. She had no idea how pretty she was. His wife floated in front of me, passing me on her way to the ladies room. Slowly I turned and my eyes met His. I licked my lips and then turned to hug and congratulate Carrie. She badgered and cajoled and I had another drink…that is what, three past my limit….and then finally got me on “stage” with her. That other book the DJ carried had my kind of music in it, and I was just snicked enough to know how much Master. ” She laughed quietly, putting her hand on my thigh. I stiffened. Her hand was soft and warm. I was certain that if she moved it a little more to the right she would be able to feel just how turned on I was right now. I shook my head a little, who was I kidding? Kat was gorgeous; she could have any man she wanted whenever she wanted. Why would she like someone like me? She probably didn’t even mean to put her hand there. But as seconds went into minutes, her hand still didn’t move. I decided to.