He replied, "Of course baby!" as my heart pounded. I had even hit the shower each day to shave my body and make sure I was hairless for our encounter....I did my makeup, styled my hair, put on a pair of black laced panties. I slid a pair of leather black pants over them and over my thick white butt ,and threw on a cute loose gold and black striped tee to bring it all together. I began walking the few blocks over to meet Mr. Black at the club we had agreed to meet at.I arrived at the club aftr. “No, Sally. I’ll do whatever you ask.” I was beginning to enjoy the excitement, but I didn’t expect what was going to happen next.“First of all” said my gorgeous sister-in-law, “You will now address me as Miss, or perhaps Goddess. Yes, I believe that title warrants the respect I deserve from you.”“Yes Goddess” I replied, my heart beating twice as fast as before and my cock throbbing in my pants.“Good. Remember, you do as you are told without question, and your little secrets are safe with me,. What a pleasure to wait with you again. That's what she should have said. I might have smiled at her then.She looked tired beneath too much make-up, and her English was thickly accented, even for a German. I ignored her and everything else, just wanting this to be done with. I knew what it was, why I was being so moody all of a sudden. New York did that to me, even if it was just a two hour layover. Like I was going back to my unfinished life. At least the flight attendant was leaving us. I found myself thinking about sex all the time. I started going into the girls' restroom at school two, three, and then four times a day to masturbate. This almost got me into trouble a few times because my orgasms were becoming stronger and lasting longer. If I took too long to cum in the restroom stall, I would get to my next class late. Often, I would sit through the first part of a class with my eyes glazed over and my clit throbbing in my panties, which seemed to be damp with juice all the.