He was staring at my cleavage like a hungry lion. To make things worse….I pulled my skirt up a little. That showed him my milky fleshy thighs. Sudde...ly Manoj braked the car and I took the opportuniy. I leaned forward and brushed his neck. He could well understand my intentions now because he kept staring at me now and then. I planned to give the final blow. I took out my cellphone and dialed the cust care no. I pretended as if there was my BF on the other side and started talking dirty. I. Three weeks after the incident in the cafeteria that had started things, I got yet another phone call from Lisa."Dave, can you speak freely now?" I guess. I'm here alone until my folks get home. What did you want to say to me?" Lisa had been speaking very quietly into the phone. I figured her parents were close by the phone, and she probably didn't want them overhearing her conversation. I spoke in my normal voice."Glen asked me to call you. He's here at my house. We're studying. He wants me to. Sitting close to me as if tempting me to do as I please. Laying back just a little so I can admire the slit in the bottom of your skirt. Touching your leg, and running my hand up under your skirt. Letting my thumb caress the top of your opening while I never look up from my desk. Trying to break your speech while you fill me in on the days plans. You never says a word, or complains in fear of being fired, but secretly enjoying it enough to occasionally show up at work without any panties.. It had been a week since he had accepted Alice as his slave, so this had become a common occurrence for him.“Good morning, girls,” he groaned happily, rubbing them behind the ears like a pair of cats. “Good morning, Master,” they both purred. Ah, music to his ears.“So what’s the plan for today?” he asked.“Unfortunately, I have to go back to work. I’m sorry for waking you up on your day off, but I just couldn’t get through the day unless you came into me at least once. Your seed is like my.