That perhaps we could try some of *mine* on *you*." I looked at the pretty bottles under the mirror while I spoke."Can I smell first to see if I like ...t?"The answer was a nonchalant "no". After all, she afforded *me* no such luxury. And she was advised that there had better not be *any* complaining either... "or else"! Naturally, she would have to be teased first, I simply could not resist. I went through my perfumes one by one saying things like "Maybe we should try this one on her?" Then:. I had switched from wearing a formal uniform to my class C.The one thing I refused to do was stop wearing Thumper. Apparently the emperor knew because the word came down to leave me alone. I was part of his inner security for his monthly speech in the Assembly Hall. There were only three doors into the huge room. The ceiling had a dozen glazed skylights high above us.Assembly Hall was in the middle of the city and a long way from his estate. Intel said there was no risk and no threat but I had. She gave me a peck on the cheek and sat in the chair opposite me, she looked radiant in a tight-fitting tee shirt with obviously no bra, nipples pointing out like bullets. A flat exposed belly down to a little pair of sports shorts and nice shapely legs, she kicked off her trainers and I have to say she looked good.Jenny told me that she was leaving the job as it didn’t suit her and she found the hours long and often late, “So you’re not reliant on my order then” I said with a laugh,. “How... ?”“You talk in your sleep,” he answers smoothly.“I don’t want to talk about her right now,” Yulia professes. “She...” Before she can say anymore, his lips press against hers.Yulia’s hand reaches and grabs onto the arm supporting his weight, feeling the tight corded muscle. Her other arm wraps around his neck, pulling him closer to her. No matter how many times she has fucked him or he her, she still cannot get over the terrible stench emanating off him. And while it absolutely disgusts.