Conner never sent a bill for most of the smaller jobs, unless he detested the person he was working for, which was a rarity, he was well liked and oft...n liked others. He was an outgoing man, although some of the gossipers would think he was too outgoing, considering a good portion of his business came from lonely housewives who saw him as a good looking man with a friendly smile and as the object of their fantasies. He was somewhat popular in his looks, he was tall, handsome, short dark hair. It was in the bedroom that I realized I was covered in sweat. I was shaking. I could hear my pulse beating in my ears. Shit! The bitch! Fucking bitch, getting me like this! She was going to stay here forever. She was never going to get out in the world again. She was going to be mine no matter what, and she would beg me to kill her but I'd make her keep taking it. I'd make her do things she'd never done for Richard. I'd start by making her suck me while I finished whipping her. I just had to. I started to touch her hands and her thighs while she was stroking me. She didn’t react to anything until I touched her boobs over her nighty. She stopped stroking and said, “Till now I’m trying to forget what happened a month back. Please don’t open that scar of that night.”I told her I explained to you it was a help, not a sin and kept on repeating it and fondled her boob. I ejected all over her hands and on the bed. She said hope you’re satisfied now and started leaving. I told mom I want. " I tried pushing my hips into her, trying force it down her throat. She pulled away, "not so fast, I'm in charge here." I gave her a look of disgust as she stood back, and shoved me back onto the bed.For a tiny lady, she was pretty domineering. I watched as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a white padded bra. She removed her blouse and tossed it aside. She then put her hands in the waist band of her skirt and began to push it down. As her skirt went down her legs, she revealed white.