?He went into the bathroom as she poured their drinks. Hurrying to her drawer she rapidly donned her special nightie for him and slipped into bed, her...drink in her hand.He came to her wearing his sleeping shorts, took his drink and they sat side by side. The silence was devastating. She finished her drink and lay back on top of the bedclothes, her nightie covering her tantalising feminine parts yet offering her gifts to him. He finished his scotch, switched off his light and lay beside her. She. The pent up frustration of the past weeks was now boiling over and he forgot all about lovemaking and gentleness. He was driven by primal instinct and it replaced any idea of finesse or gentleness. He drove himself into her relentlessly, seeking only his own relief.He knew he was punishing her. It was a way to show her how angry he was with what she had done to him. He didn't want to harm her, but he did want to hurt her the way she had hurt him. He looked down at her and saw her eyes squeezed. This was going to be the test run.These site evaluations were to be one more tool in her bag for promotions and demotions of our site people, and negotiating leverage with the site owners for improvements. We suspected that because of the previous owner's problems a lot of routine improvements had been tactfully neglected. This was one more reason that site inspections were going to be pushed to the forefront and soon. Some of the comment cards we were getting back raised questions about. "I really think it would be better, my lady, if you were on your bed up on your knees with your head down so the first thing Jimmy sees is your lovely arse." No, I want to see his face when he looks at me and I want to see him undress." I would not say it if..." Enough!" Yes, my lady." I cannot believe how excited I am! I am going to be with a man." I just thought you would want to present your arse to your lover." Stop it or I will have you leave. Not another word. He is a groom and I am a.