Mr Jobsworth explained that today was a role-playing day to find out what job I was best suited to and that the three gentlemen were Captains of Indus...ry and the lady was a Queen Bitch and they were going to help him by checking out my assets and qualifications. Well, I pouted my stingy-bee lips at the news that they were only Captains because I'd really hoped for a General or an Admiral, but then my shower-head cunny gave an extra-squiffy squirt of delight at the news that she was a Queen of. He nibbled on her neck while she was cumming. He thought they both were a little water logged when they finally left the tub.At the afternoon business meeting Judy privately told him he gave her a pronounced hickey on her neck. She smiled when she said this but at the same time chided him for doing it. She said that some makeup and wearing her hair over her shoulder should hide this hickey.“In one way I’m sorry that I did that since I didn’t want to embarrass you. But in another way, I’m sort. My face was framed in layers, too -- so it was a pretty elaborate hair style that took lots of work tolook nice. Luckily the plastic surgeon had given me a pert nose,luscious lips and higher cheekbones the day after I stopped goinginto work on Labor Day. Without those, I don't think the sexyhousewife effect would have worked.And I did look like a sexy housewife when I was dressed for theparty. My waist -- oh, which was also reduced by surgery to 24 inches-- was nipped to a ridicules 20 inches. “Put your hands on the sink, baby. Right here.” I grabbed the edge of her square sink—one of those stand-along models—and she adjusted my hands. The back of my head was nearly touching the slanting ceiling.“What do you think will happen if you let go of the sink before I tell you to?”“You’ll stop?”“Good boy. And you’ll have to leave. And your balls won’t be emptied by me.” I wasn’t sure if she meant tonight or ever.Then she undressed, next to me, which didn’t take long, slipping out of her.