Stopping my assault on her breasts I got up. I needed time to cool off because I was far from done with her.I decided that she needed some rest, and m...ybe some nutrition. Not bothering with my clothes I walk to the kitchen and grab a plastic cup and fill it half way with water. I started looking through my cabinets for some kind of food for her. Having no idea what she would want, I said screw it, and grabbed a banana out of the counter top bowl.On the way back I wander by the clock in the. They were talking for a good fifteen minutes so I got myself a glass of water and then mom put the phone down, I sat down with her and asked if anything had happened, she said "Dad won't be home for a couple of days, there has been a big storm where he is and he can't get back and it looks like the storm is heading our way too" Oh no, when will Dad be home? is he okay?" They have said he can't come back whilst the weather there is bad plus the storm is coming this way so I doubt he will be back. The room came with a set of cleaning products, so I watched as my master sprayed the leather of the padding and proceeded to clean it. I wondered if I should have been the one assigned this task. Yet I knew his gesture was only a way to torture me a little bit before anything had even started, forcing me to stay still and keep myself together in that awkward position despite everything that was around me.Possibly because he knew I would not feel as much pain with my jeans still on, his hand had. I thanked her and suggested that her second glass of wine should get her to remove her bra for me and be topless in her jeans as I had so often imagined her. She smiled and almost drank that first glass down without taking a breath. Soon her blouse was off and she looked so adorable in her tiny bra. I smiled when I realized that it was a little girl’s bra and that it had a Disney Princess on it. Jennifer smiled at me and said that she had bought that bra and her matching panties just for me..