I was there to pick up bored housewives of old rich guys who hadn't had a descent, (or indecent), fuck in probably months, if not years and spent thei... time spending daddy's money in the mall.I noticed a sexy, young thing, about 20 or so, who was too young to be a trophy wife, so I figured her for a college student. She was wearing tight, stretch pants that really showed off her sexy ass.Since I was already horny from scouting wives, I had the beginnings of a good boner going on inside my. What do you want to do?” I asked her.“Well, there’s nothing we can do I guess except wait for the elevator to be fixed,” she replied.“That’s not exactly what I meant,” I said taking a step toward her.“I know what you are thinking and it’s not happening,” she said. “You have a girlfriend and I’m kind of seeing someone right now too.”As I stepped closer to her I said, “I know, but I kind of figure what happens in broke down elevators is kind of “off the record”. “Kind of like the phrase what. Every time my glass of water was empty he refilled it and made sure I drank. He also ordered me two diet cokes. By the time dinner was done, my bladder was starting to feel full. On the drive back to daddy's condo I started squirming in my seat, badly needing to pee. Daddy looked over at me and said, "If you can't hold it, let me know so I can stop and you can piss on the side of the road. But then your punishment will be even worse."I held it, and we got to daddy's condo. He opened the door. Maddi met with her, the teflon-clad futa in a dress, on the bustling sidewalk outside.“Did you think that was cute?” Diana quipped. “Questioning my decisions? I thought long and hard about selling the business and what that meant.” She eyes sharpened with disdain, locked on her sister.“If you had thought about it, the girls would have come to your mind.” Maddi’s voice stood strong even though her frame shrank. “I’m just saying.”“I think it’s time these leeches stopped depending on the Masters.