I entered his office walking on air."Morning Doc. How are you today?"His eyes nearly left their sockets."Mark. Is that you?" Yeah. Why wouldn't it be ...e?" I have never seen you like this. You seem happier than I have ever seen you." I'm as happy as I've been in a long time." Yeah. I can see that. What's behind this sudden change?" I'm just really happy." I have a feeling that Ms. Parks has quite a bit to do with this. Is that true?" Yes Sir." That is good to hear." I have 2 questions for you. I checked with my hubby and asked what to do. He suggested going for walk or doing something, and then i taught of yoga classes. That week end we enquired and found a yoga training institute which was close to our apartments also. I insisted my hubby also to join but due to his work he refused but i was sad. Then after my hubby goes to office i went to yoga classes for the first week a women in 30 taught me yoga. Since i was not that much exposed to outer world i wore chudi for yoga classes.. " I remember some nights when you told me to wait on the two of you andI was your waiter while you watched a movie," I admitted finally.Rebecca laughed. "I remember those nights too," she said. "And if Iremember correctly, Mark told you to be our 'waitress.' Not our waiterStevie, our waitress." Yes, I remember," I said quietly. "He called me your waitress." I remember one of those nights in particular," she said, teasing mewith her voice. "Do you remember the one I'm thinking about. He kept moving aroundand the rusult was his dick rubbing against my ass. I closed my eyesand just focused on sleeping. He settled down for the next 10 minutesand just as I was falling asleep, I felt him reach between us. What'she doing? As he pulled his boxers down, his dick sprung free and landedright against my asshole, the only thing between the tip and by holebeing the thing material of my thong. He started dry humping me, mybutt giving him his own ass-job. Oh my god, I hope he doesn't.