"Good. I trust that you both will be good little slave girls. Now Janet, come over here," ordered Erica.Andrea had unlocked her collar from Tiffany's,...so that Janet was free to walk. Even if it meant stepping carefully in the five-inch heels. She stood in front of Mistress Erica with her head bowed, seeing how the red rubber Catsuit clung to every curve of her beautiful body."Bend down, in fact, get on your knees," Erica ordered.Janet did as she was instructed. She knelt in silence at the feet. Over the summer she would catch a glance from him, a nod, maybe even a smile that would thrill her world. However, that was all she would get. She ached for more of his attention but was unsure of how to arrange another meeting. The invitation to the engagement party would give her an opportunity. The invitation arrived on a Wednesday for Jasmine Dunn and her fiancé Scott Randall. The party was scheduled for this coming weekend at the exclusive country club in the city. She had decided to go. Suddenly his fingers entered me. The man curled them and found my G-sport with ease. The expertise with which he played with my cunt brought me to an intense orgasm within just seconds.With the orgasm came the gushing; my juices flooded out of me and splashed my fishnet clad legs, in turn soaking his crotch.He grabbed my hips and pulled me roughly to him so I could feel the hardness of his huge dick in his pants.My desire for him of just to bend me over and fuck me hard was so strong but. "Did you actually say guys with 'bigger cocks', Sam? Claire is right here and she heard what I just said. Now she's breaking down again, Sam," he reported. "What should I do with her?" Fuck her, Boss!" I snarled as I hung up the phone.Shit! Now I'd probably lose my job over this mess. Why the hell did she have to go to my work, anyway? It was like she was trying to ruin my life. Then I decided two could play that game.I jumped in the car and drove to the insurance agency where Claire.