She partially pulled down my pajamas (I wasn't wearing underwear) and she then spread her legs as wide as she could on my king sized bed. I then slowl... came down on top of her, allowing my dick to find its own way into her pussy, which was much looser and easier to penetrate. It still very hot and luscious. I laid on top of her, grinding into her pussy, harder, more intense with each moment. She wrapped her big, thick legs around me and started to straddle me even as my thrusts became more. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I don't want to rush things. But whenever you think the time is right, I would love to wear a ring for you."She had looked thoughtful for a moment. "Are you sure about that, pet?" Yes, Mistress. You can... I mean... whenever you're ready... umm... you can just go ahead and, uh, have it done." I had stumbled over my words, nervous at what I was saying, and also worried about whether I was being too blunt about what it is I wanted, about the fact that I wanted to give her. Jokes were made and the other man joked that the pressure was on him now. Well after he continued to work his own stiff manhood, he made the suggestion that he might use a hand. I waited to see if she wanted to help or if it was going to be up to me. Well I saw that she was not feeling comfortable enough to stroke another or maybe what she wanted to see was me actually giving him a hand. I got up from my chair and went over to him and as I got to him he released his grip, meaning to me. I want his assistant and any others who did the actual work to be transferred over here to work under me."Her now ex-boss looked at her and smiled, "Great idea. You just might be equal to the task. You also must keep that young man tamed and friendly. I hope so because right now he is a loose cannon who might go off at any moment. You and I would both be hurt a whole lot if he is not kept damned happy."She looked at him in surprise. She felt a few tendrils of fear work their way through her.