Oh, Silk, she turned to look at him, That is a collar, not a choker. Shut the door behind you, dismissing her just like that. She went on her way to t...e flight deck, pondering what he had just said. A collar, but didnt that mean? Was she his pet? Could she do that, and could he? Vaguely remembering something she had read in a book once about a woman who was her lovers slave or something like that. Didnt the girl call him Sir or something? Silk remembered that the book was real racy and made her. Yes... baby... lick my asshole. That feels sooooo... gooood."I continued, responding to her pleasure by pushing apart her butt cheeks further so I got even better access, and tried to go as deep as I could into her asshole with my tongue."Ahhhh..." mom groaned again in pleasure.Then, after a moment, I moved back to her cunt and licked and lapped at it some more. Fuck, this was good!I was dying to plunge my dick into mom's open wet cunt, now, but I knew she would not agree. But I could also. I've seen husbands fork out thousands of dollars because they OKed the wrong shade of yellow."The three of them hemmed and hawed, checking out color samples to their heart's content until about half an hour later, both women agreed that white would go with anything.Alex had obviously done this many times before. He had a standard notebook that could be opened completely so the front and back covers were touching. There must have been 100 of those plastic sheet protectors, each with a different. It's nice to meet you."He kissed me on both cheeks."Why don't you come over and sit on the couch."They were being such a gentlemen that it put me totally at ease."Okay." I said as I walked over to the couch and sat down.Rajeev and Deepak sat down on either side of me. There was a bottle of wine and three glasses poured on the table in front of us."Would you care for some wine?" Rajeev asked."Sure." I said.He handed me the glass and I sipped from it nervously."What about a toast?" Deepak.