“Or not…….” She giggles and blushes before managing to get out a meek “ohhh I can handle that one on my own.” “nonsense I say, I came to...help, why stop now?” I say as I pop the box open and now see why she was so hesitant…. “hmmm…. What have we here????” I say, grinning up at her flush sheepish face. “well… you know how it is… he works nights a lot so sometimes….” “Oh trust me, I understand!” The box is filled with beautiful satin nighties and top as well as a few fun little toys. “no way!” I. Lately, he’s been so busy with work and what not.” We sat silently for several minutes as she sipped at her wine and lit up a cigarette. Maybe it was a coincidence, but the wine was red. The way the light glistened on the leather and how she held the cigarette to her lips got me erect pretty fast. I was trying not to stare but it became very difficult. She was staring off, rubbing the leather tip of her thumb over the bottom of the cigarette.“I know that you are staring, Steven.”“I’m sorry, I,. ”Thom asks, “But you never did the deed with her?”I gave him my nastiest look and answer, “No fucking way, Thom! In addition I’m sterile from when I was held captive by the fucking towelheads. But Mira thought she had found some of my semen and had in-vitro fertilization done with it. It really ended up being the semen from the bastard who ran the fertility clinic...”I can tell this is a touchy subject for Ben by his looks at me and figure I’d better back off before he kicks my ass. So I. He wore only a thong speedo which covered his penis. His chest, back, and legs were covered in whip marks. "Must be one hard ass mistress," thought Owen.The woman executive noticed Owen was staring and said, "He's harmless. Don't be afraid of him. In fact, he's being punished at the moment. He's probably more afraid of you than you are of him." Oh thank you," said Owen, not knowing quite what to say. "What is he, Greek?" he asked--again immediately regretting his ignorance."Close. Greek.