It seemed like they mirrored the same life and had similar experiences at different times in their lives. Clara couldn’t believe how comfortable she...felt around him, like she has known him her entire life. Something in those eyes still grab her, haunt her. But after all this time, it still remains a mystery. ‘Maybe we have met before through work but can’t recall where or when?’ She dismissed it as nothing. The conversation soon ended when hunger over took them. A local Italian restaurant. Kristina let herself out of the front door of Rebecca’s house, happy even with the pain of her stinging bottom.Kristina wanted to come back to clean for Rebecca even knowing that she would have to go through that self-same punishment each time, but Kristina knew that being punished like this was the best way to teach her to improve her cleaning capabilities and she wanted to aim for perfection for her mistress. Even as she walked home, subconsciously rubbing her bottom until the first giggling. A few weeks passed, and I was strong enough not to look at him.The routine was there, so the days passed really fast, I felt less and less guilty about the stuff happened during the past month. One morning, after hubby and kid left home, I was doing my regular errand of reading some stories and masturbating ;) and some angels brought me the memory of this ice cream place incident and I ended up cumming thinking about what would happen if I had accepted his proposal.That night during the casual. " "I'm pretty sure that I know what you mean. I've never seen one of those. May I look more closely at it?" She drops to her knees before he answers, but he says, "Sure. My ex used to show it off all the time to her girlfriends and lovers. It's good to have a choice in the matter." "Can I unlock it?" "You want to...?" She looks up into his eyes, smiles, and nods. "Will I be unlocking yours?" She grins. "I hope so." Her key is suddenly in her hands again and she holds it in her upraised palms.