Her income was at least $300,000 + per year. Iwasn't jealous, but as usual, she was on top. Then, out of the blue,she said that she might have a job...for me. She told me to call her onMonday.The last thing I wanted to do was call Jennifer. But on Monday, withtrepidation, I dialed her number. The secretary answered the phone andI made an appointment for 4:00. It was a little demeaning to use myex-wife for a job lead?but desperate times call for desperate measures.Jen's office was amazing! . I slapped her hands away and said to her “Do you want to keep your job?” “Yes Master” she replied. “Then do as I say” I barked back at her.I lifted her dress to reveal a dirty pair of navy blue shorts. “Take them off” I instructed. Obediently, if reluctantly, she pulled them down and stepped out of them, taking as much care as she could to reveal as little as possible. “Now take off your panties” I told her. “Master??” she queried. “Just do it” I ordered. “But Master. Please Master”. “Deepa,. She is on her back and I'm hovering over her, " John! Get off me! We can't do this please!" My cock glided along her slippery gash until it reached her ass, then I slid it back towards her clit. I rub myself back and forth as her fingers dig into my shoulders. " What are you doing?" she gasped in agony. My lips lifted in a half smile as I looked into her eyes. " I'm getting you ready to take a load of my cum," I informed her. " You're about to get fucked hard." " Please please please John. He followed her asthough in a trance, his eyes never leaving her body.Dawn placed the towels in the laundry basket, leaningover so Pete had a good view of her arse. He could seethe lips of her pussy under her anus and he noticed theglistening of moisture, even though she had just driedherself.She returned to his side and sat him on the bed next toher. She reached forward and kissed him gently on thelips a few times before using her finger to pry hismouth open. She inserted her tongue into his.