And you let me know how not safe I am. And oh, God, I’m going to find out right this minute. Fuuuck!I know I will have to go along with it. If noth...ng else, I am a man of my word, and my word said, you own me for another 58 and half hours or so (but who’s counting?). And owned means owned and ruled. A spanking might be hot. A leather paddle? Fuck.There is something stirring about being told to go face down on the pillow and ass up. But I know it’s not your tongue that will be tickling my ass.. I will go get changed, be right back. " She heads back to change and I get to see that sweet ass swaying as she walks torwards my bedroom. I am just thinking how nice it would be just to follow her back to the bedroom, walk up behind her, put my arms around her, kiss her neck, and feel her tight small titties in my hands while sliding my cock deep inside her juicy pussy from behind. (My dick is getting hard thinking of it.) She comes out of the bedroom and walks where I am standing by the door.. “Why would you worry about that?” Sally asked.“I’m kind of a physical person, you know. People tend to get hurt when I get physical around them.”“Oh, yeah. I didn’t think about that,” Sally said.She looked over at Betsy and realized her friend was serious. Betsy was truly afraid that she’d lose control and hurt Chuck. It would be easy to laugh it off as a non-issue, but Sally knew it was pretty easy to lose control at the height of passion. Frankly, she hadn’t given much thought to what Betsy. I feel a hint of his tongue for just a second and then he moves away. When he opens his eyes, they’re glistening. ‘Not here.’ I say nothing as I turn around and walk away from him, nothing as I pick up my bag and leave the office for the day. I don’t turn around, not even for a second. . . . When Anna sees me approaching the table, she reaches out for the waiter and I can hear her asking for him to change her order of two glasses of wine to a bottle. She puts out her hand to me as I sit down.