He said he was going to cum and at that moment I wanted it, I clamped down on that cock with my mouth sucking as air tight as possible and he came har..., shooting again and again and I swallowed with every spurt and did not spill a drop. I licked down that vein and got up off the bed, he was amazed at what happened. He said it was better than his wife and lets go he's starving and buying me dinner. After dinner he and I walked to the elevators and he said I am getting hard again as we stepped in. Cracking the door did not help. Still no sounds, no feet movement, no voices.“Garret?” A part of me worried that it might not be him. Unwittingly I ventured out into the room. This time I glanced at the door first. The dead bolt was locked. On the floor were his shoes.“Garret?” I whispered, changing my direction towards his room. I heard his breathing, the familiar deep long breaths of a passed out person. I could not grasp just how long it took me to hear the door and react. But sure enough,. The next time, Amelia had punished her after the thirty-two-year-old had arrived back at her desk fifteen minutes late after lunch.The third time, Amber had jokingly been cheeky to Amelia, who had smiled wickedly at the taller woman before telling her to report to her home that Friday evening where her rudeness would be spanked out of her. It had been well and truly spanked out of her too. She loved the punishments that Amelia Marks administered to her bare buttocks but loved the sex that. I remembered how Carlie had given me clothes to get home in, and theagreement I had signed, promising to repay her.Wait a minute, I thought; There's something else I have to do!I sat up, fully awake now, remembering another promise I had made: Mycommitment to my ex-cleaning lady, Leola. I was supposed to be at herplace by Noon. I looked quickly over at my alarm clock: Ten Forty-Fivealready; I'd better hurry!In the shower, I tried to organize my thoughts as the expensivementholated shampoo I use.