"So what turns you on the most sweetie?" she teased. "My boots? Being told what to do? Serving a woman? Being treated like a wimp? What?" Ron seeme... to shrink even as he pushed his hips forward to receive more of Petra's footwork on his cock and balls. "Well, uh, this is the, uh, first time I've done this, Ma'am, so I guess all of it turns me on." Petra lowered her boot and stood up. "On your knees Ronnie dear, and kiss my boots." Ron dropped to his knees in a flash and began to worship. That night in bed I brought the subject up again with Codi. "What was the Wanker saying to you on the stairs this morning?" I asked her."Well, he was just complimenting me on the breakfast, that's all." And was that all he complimented you on?" Mack, you're acting very paranoid lately. I'm not sure that I like it. But no, he complimented me on how nice I looked again. He's always does that everyday. He's just being nice, that's all; he doesn't mean anything by it. I find it quite flattering,. Never cared about him, period. His nanny was the only one who ever cared. His father on the day he turned eighteen fired Miss Evelyn, the nanny, and Jim was thrown out onto the street. Out of the only home he had ever known, into a world he was ill prepared for. He had no love life to speak of. Once he had a girlfriend, whom he loved with all his heart, but he was 17 and his father soon put an end to that. To his father, she was nothing but black trailer trash. He wouldn’t let his son smear. It means I have you all to myself all day long. Breakfast smells delicious."I sat down in my usual spot and looked with full expectations at my darling hubby. It took him a few seconds to figure it out that he was expected to serve me.He smiled and got up, fixed my coffee just the way I like and poured a glass of OJ."Here Goddess, enjoy. How many eggs and pieces of bacon would you like?" One English Muffin, one egg sunny side up and two pieces of bacon please." Coming right up 'Your Highness'.".