" As she is driving in, her mind begins to drifts to thoughts of her Master, as they so often do. She will have to try hard to concentrate at work kno...ing that at noon she would see her Master and be able to pleasure him. Two of her favorite things in this world! After arriving to work at quarter after 7am, Marissa checks her phone one more time for any further instructions from her Master. There is a missed text message! "Pet, I will be at your place at noon and I will expect you to have my. "No, I don't think so," He said as he poured some lube on the dildo. Then he got down infront of the couch. "Get on your back."I did as I was told. I lay on my back, ass at the edge, legs in the air, hard dick on my stomach."You've been scared to death of being gay. But today, you'll become gay and you'll love it. You'll beg for my dick like a horny gay slut before the night is out." Why would I do that?"He spanked my ass hard and I felt my dick get harder. "Because you like my dick now, but. Then she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and waved.I did the same, and then she waved me over. When I walked in, she was sitting in an arm chair juts near the window and I could get a better look at what type of cloths she was having on. She looked just like her daughter, about 5”8, a bit thick, with big round thighs, sun tanned, she was wearing a very short skirt with no panty line, and so I guessed that this mature lady was wearing some kind of strings or so. No pantyhose, just nice. I tried to forget it, as I just couldn’t sort through my emotions. But the images come like huge color filled features at an IMAX theatre. In the shower, brushing my teeth, driving here and there, taking a break I am consumed with the thought of Claire with another man. As the notions flood my conscious, the “rules of engagement” become prevalent as well. I couldn’t believe it. I was turning the corner. I didn’t want to be a prude. I am a man capable of giving anything I was man enough to ask.