...Kendra’s Narration:I was almost heart-broken as David was telling me the news. We had just finished our morning fuck when he told me that my daug...ter Kayleigh was returning from her Volleyball camp. I was having so much fun over the past month that I had completely forgotten about her. Not that I didn’t love Kayleigh, but the truth was that I had a new life now, and I didn’t want to take a break from it in any circumstance. David reassured me that this would only be temporary, and that soon. Carruthers would appreciate your calling him at your convenience on his private number.’ She supplied the number. Wondering what Tom needed me for, I punched in the number. ‘Hello, Adrian. Thanks for calling me so quickly. There is something you and I need to discuss face to face out of the office. Could you possibly see me at lunchtime today?’ ‘Yes, of course. There is a wild scene over here with the remodeling, but I am not essential. The work is going well.’ ‘Good. Let’s meet at the street. .. moaning. A woman moaning. Fear drained from me, with rage building in its stead. A woman moaning. Did Terry go out and bring home some floozie to fuck? In MY house? I rose from the bed, tightening my silk robe around my naked form, padding bare feet across warm carpet towards my bedroom door. I paused in the hallway, listening. The slut's moans grew louder, mixed with my husband's. I hadn't heard so much as grunt from him during sex the past few years. My skin grew hot, fiery. “So you think you are hardcore, eh, pig twat.”There was a knock on the cellar door.“Ah, refreshments. Enter.”The Servant clumped down the stairs holding a silver tray, on which was a pot of Earl Grey tea, two china cups and a jug of milk. Dutifully he poured his mistress a cup.She accepted it and sipped it cautiously; noticing the Servant had rolled his sleeves down and secured the cuffs with a lovely pair of gold cufflinks she had presented him with, almost a year to the day, for his loyal and.