He accepts her apology and lifts her to a standing position.Retrieving her keys from his pocket, he releases her hands and sends her toserve his meal....While he eats, she kneels on the kitchen floor near his feet,humbled, hurting, and needing sex more than she ever imagined possible. He leaves some of the meal on his plate and puts it on the floor for her.She looks at the food but eating isn't what she wants to do. "Any questions,slave?" "Please, Master, could Master fuck his slave? She wants to. No one would notice in the midst of all the body to body dancing and thumping beats and blares of the death metal instruments, and it would be unlikely if anyone would mind. More obvious ‘love’ making was going on in the various rooms over-looking the dance floor. Breasts and asses pressed against glass as it was fogged by body heat and panting breath. Oh yes, this was the ideal place for her to find a mate. Elsewhere (yes, it must be mentioned, sorry to pull you away from the free sex),. I'm still your mother." That may be true," I said, "but I'm 31 years old and a pretty well adjusted adult. I find you extremely attractive and, tonight, I am your date." I don't know." She paused."Well, then let's think about it tomorrow." I said as I leaned to kiss her more. She responded by opening her mouth to me and wrapping her arm around my back.We made out on the couch for about ten minutes, but our fancy clothes were constricting us too much. She whispered in my ear, "I'd like to show. The one kiss led to several others. She pulled away, “Oh, you kiss nice. I like you.”I explained, “Julie is our nanny and so much more, and has been with us about five months. I’ll let the two of you take it from there.” I stood and left the two of them sitting close together on the long white sofa. Already, I could see the stirrings of great mutual interest between the pair. Julie seemed as taken with Tom, as he was with her. A little later, I glanced over and she was holding his hand to one.