" Her face was now veryclose to mine, and she brushed my hair away from face, almost tenderly."Do you want to know what the condition is, Jamie slut?I...was so desperate to get some kind of satisfaction so I nodded. Shelooked straight into my eyes as she spoke, "I will let you cum if youcan do it without touching your cock. Do you understand?"I stared at her, "How can I come without touching my cock?"She smiled as she brought something from behind her back into my lineof sight. I gasped out loud. She said that he is a “Wham, Bam, thank you Mam” kind of guy. As long as he is satisfied that is all that matters. She doesn’t remember the last time she had an orgasm with him. Being a little tipsy, she was divulging more and more. I asked her if she had any fantasies. She said that once, she had asked Mick to tie her up and have his way with her. He started calling her a pervert. “What kind of a mother are you?” “You need help you sick bitch!” She said that she never asked him again.I asked. Come the following saturday, she walked over to my table, looked at themagazine and told me she was just testing my willingness to obey her.I thought nothing of that comment. Then the conversation began."What i'm looking for is a personal assistant to work for me in my homeoffice. The position would be full time, and you will be required tolive in at no expense to you. I will pay you a flat salary of $1000.00per week, cover your healthcare, and the usual benefits. You will nothave need for. As always, the heater was on timer giving me my usual tank full of hot water before dad got back and wanted his share. After finishing my drink, I took off my shoes then trundled upstairs into my bedroom and took off all my clothes, and then walked into the bathroom carrying my dirty linen which I then put into the wash basket, locked the door and started to fill the bath with hot water. It didn’t take long for the bath to fill up and despite the water slightly burning me, I got in and lied.