I was the first one to recover and hurried after Lexxi, telling the other guests to keep the party going. I found Lexxi in her bedroom. She was sittin... on the bed, tears running down her cheeks. The sight of her filled me with a sense of guilt. I was the one who picked the stripper. What if I had chosen someone she knew? Im sorry, I apologize as I join her on the bed. It was just for fun. There was a short silence before she spoke. I know, she said. Im just nervous, she explained. About what? I. I purred my well rehearsed purr and smiled the tiniest unsure smile I could manage. “Good girl, good kitty! You like that!” he said silkily as his fingers traced the contours of my face. When he got to my lips, he pushed two fingers inside my mouth and suddenly I felt an overwhelming urge to bite him.The voice in my head, the one that sounded just like my master, said “You’ll be in insurmountable amounts trouble if you do!” it was enough to deter me. His fingers went to the back of my throat. ”I nodded, “As I said, I learned my lesson. That’s why I didn’t hide anything from you. But I also understand why you’re skittish about married men.”“As I said, it wasn’t the fact he was married, but the fact he lied. The other married men who have flirted with me never hid it, but I think most of them wouldn’t actually have cheated on their wives.”“And I would say that was true of most of my friends; they might flirt, but they wouldn’t follow through. In fact, there is a couple that my wives. However in my mind im thinking by the time those close hit the spin cycle I should have her warmed up like the dryer on high. After a few more mins she asked if I smoke 420 I said occassionlybut I dont have any. She said I do...I said great, lets go smoke and do laundry.She smiled and said thanks, I smiled and said follow me. And she did, I flew back too the house.I couldnt get the thought of knowing I got her behind me with my fetish in her back seat, Worn panties, thongs to be exact.Been my.