“You’re looking hot in that outfit, Sir.” He laughed. “Ho, ho, ho! You like?” “That outfit… oh my god, I could fuck you right here, righ... now.” Mark pretended to be shocked. “Watch your language, my dear. Remember, I'm still your boss.” Andrea winked. “Oh, yeah? I thought you like it when I bounce up and down on your cock.” “Come here, naughty girl,” Mark said. “Sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you want for Christmas.” Andrea flashed a sultry smile and wiggled onto Mark’s lap, feeling the. He took me to bed and I slept in his arms, I slept deeply.When I woke next morning, my arse hurt. It hurt like I'd taken both of his hands up to the elbows, not the knuckles! I was bruised and swollen and wondered how the hell I could go to the toilet without pain, but he told me it would get better, and he was right, but it took it's time, several days before I was back to normal. Normal now being I felt deliciously open, there was no tightness. When I walked I felt the ring of muscle slide a. "As I'm replying I start to notice Susan's outfit. She's wearing a pairof black thigh high Stilettos, red patent leather skin tightminiskirt, and a black corset, that barely covers her nipples.Her make up is heavier than I seen before, her nails are painted bloodred to match her lips. and her hair is done up in a top knot ponytail.My jaw drops open, and I'm rendered speechless.Her million dollar smile lights up the room, and she say's, "I'm happyyou feel that way, I spoke to Jim this morning,. She heard a movie and then the door opened at eleven. Nikki didn’t move. Richard shut the door and walked downstairs. Nikki could smell the alcohol as Richard moved into her line of vision wearing only pajama bottoms. “So,” he said. “You mouthed off to Joan?” He sat beside Nikki and put his hand on the dress that Nikki always wore, but was too small. He put his hand up near Nikki’s crotch. He rubbed her underwear vigorously. “Undress.” Richard demanded. Nikki got off the bed and Richard lay on.