We were both nervous, anxious, awkward and all those other words that mean we were scared silly and had no idea of what we were doing. Finally we coul... find no more excuses and had to face it, it was time for us to go ‘home’. God what a scary thought (remember I had not gotten laid since the disaster with Rose and now I had to put up or shut up.) When we got home I unlocked the door and waited for her to go in (the first dumb awkward moment, more to come), she looked at me and waited. Finally. And then they left. I knew his boss intentions. We had dinner and then his boss and me left for our home. While we were on our way. He asked me whether I would like to see his bungalow. I said its too late and what his wife would think bringing a women late night. Then he said he is alone tonight and his wife has went to her mothers place. I got his mind set and said okay. After we reached his home he offered me some more wine and played some music. I was getting aroused with atmosphere he was. . slave? You were Mr. Shaw's slave though, weren't you? He trained you well." Mr. Shaw was my husband." Mr. Shaw was your master before he married you, isn't that right, Vanessa?" She stiffened when she heard me call her by her first name. I'd always been formal with her before."He loved me." I didn't ask you that, Vanessa. I'm sure he loved you. Even a master may fall in love with a slave. Don't forget that a slave can't lie to a master. She risks a whipping if she's caught lying to her. Gosh, I don't know how Shawn even gets into this one, she thought as she gazed at herself in the mirror. But Laura had the body for it. As she posed, she knew the effect she would have on others... and on these two girls, who had obviously invited her for a party.She rejoined them at the poolside. Sandra was wearing an orange bikini that was only slightly less abbreviated than the one Laura had chosen. Laura gazed at her body, feeling the hot, prickly, wet sensations begin inside her pussy. But.