When my editor gave in and commissioned this piece (it took somepersuading) I immediately took to the phone. I knew the lady I wasgoing to call, and i... was Amanda who had given me her number duringthat first fateful conversation. Her name was Helen Reid; propertydeveloper, entrepreneur, businesswoman. She became known to Amanda soonafter my friend had dipped her toe in the waters of "FLR," or female-led relationships. Amanda told me Mrs. Reid would probably be perfectlyhappy to speak to me. I'm always happy to oblige."I'm gonna cum, baby. You ready for me to cum?" He asked, his hands holding onto my hips and pushing down as if to try and push even deeper into my pussy.I pressed a kiss to his lips, "Of course I am... cum for me, fill me up with that hot, sticky load. Make it a big one for me, baby, I want to wake up in a wet spot from having your cum drip out of me all night..." What can I say? Dirty talk is kind of my thing.He must have thought that too because he stilled his hips. The first one is just for me and my memories.I had gotten out of bed like any other day, had some errands I had to get done right away so I hurried up and got dressed and out the door I went. Almost done with my errands, I got a text asking if I wanted to come by again and fuck his wife. As my cock started to grow hard thinking about it, I replied hell yeah!So I had to hurry home and shower and do a little lawn care if ya know what I mean. A little trim here, trim a little there, shave the boys. Your master will have this ring. He will be able to unlock it should he wish." Judy drops her hands to her sides and nods submissively. Charlotte smiles. "There," she says. "now you are all ready to go."A few moments later, I'm sitting in the same vehicle that brought me to the Inward Bound Centre with the same four other girls that were with me on the day we arrived here almost two months ago. But, this time, they are being a bit more severe with us — as a last fling we have been given.