I left my house. My mouth was dry, my dick was hard, and my heart was pounding with anticipation. I ran through it a thousand times during the 35 minu...e ride. How would I start? I hadn’t felt that ass in almost nine years, tonight I was going to make up for lost time. I realized that I was driving 85 mph. Maybe I should pay attention to the road. I couldn’t take my mind off of her for five seconds. All I could think was what she would taste like, was she a virgin, what was she wearing, would. I leave your braless, t-shirt covered body for now because I’ve already found the subject of this meeting. I know you want it. I rear back with one hand and bring it down hard on your right cheek of your ass.The noise that escapes you is the drive and I land two more in quick succession, seeing handprints start to rise in scarlet red on your pale skin. I unbuckle my pants and drop them far enough for me to pull my rock hard cock from its confines. I pull your panties down and off your legs as. But I never complained, as sex is almost always good. However, I seemed to be getting good at it, because a couple of the other women I had been having sex with, seemed to want me more than their other boyfriends. So, Cynthia had to be teaching me well.A surprise came Monday at work. I encountered Cynthia’s husband coming out of our company’s manager’s offices. He pulled me over to an empty office and closed the door.“Austin, I appreciate your discretion.” He paused, then continued, “I just. There were four women and eightmen there, and they gave me their undivided attention. I learned a veryimportant lesson. My Mistress was strict and she could be cruel, butshe was only one person. They had used me almost constantly in one fashionor another. Nothing was off limits. Nothing was taboo. Theyhad broken whatever fight remained in me. And now I'd been back for weeks. Thankfully the KTB was gone, but to get rid of it, I gave up so much. Ibecame the ideal maid. I became a bimbo. In.