All I could think of was going home to Jason, being bound and taken by him. Finally, the time came. Things were finished at work, at least enough to h...ld the dogs at bay until I returned a week later. I got my computer and purse, locked the door to my office and left. The drive home went faster than usual, I guess I had a little lead foot syndrome that evening.Walking through the door, I dumped my purse and laptop on the side entry table, and walked in. Jason was there, and greeted me with a. I manage to hold my own against the big box pharmacies and, besides giving my wife more than enough cash for granite counters and dining room valences, it has given me the pert puckered ass of Julie. I hired her for store number three, which is where I keep my office and where she now resides bare-assed over my lap. At first I thought she was flirting to get a raise, it wouldn't have been the first time. I have pretty good intuition and in the past any female employee who showed an inordinate. The pictures on the desk were off a guy in a vickers outfit with 3 k**s so i thought this is his wife working here . Any way when i got home i did some searching on my laptop it turned out she was Ann Wilkins a senior partner in the firm .Being quite a computer geek i found out a lot about her she was 55 years old had 3 k**s one was married the other 2 were at uni and her husband was a preacher she went to church twice on sundays was a member of the church wifes . The husband was a fire and. In no position to compromise and complain about, without hesitation followed blindly the mysterious voice and eventually finding myself on a front porch."I'm getting you a towel, one second" a girls voice stated, still raining too heavily to distinguish.While absolutely freezing realized my drenched shirt was the cause, and quickly began unbuttoned. "Here you go, don't freeze to death", my shirt opened to reveal my body; muscular and drenched; a recipe for disaster. It was obvious now.."Hello.