Then he went to work. He complained about it being hot and asked if he could take his shirt off. I told him it was okay with me as long as sheena didn... care. and of course she didnt. I could see her squirming around in her seat, i knew she wanted to jump right on him but she controlled herself. At this point we and laiten were pretty drunk a i told sheena and him that i was getting sick and i had to leave the room for a little bit. As i left the room i winked at him and he knew what i meant. So. Just before she reached me I felt something suddenly wrap around my wrists and my arms were pulled all the way up and out like a Y! I was about to let out a scream of fright when she suddenly stepped all the way up to me and put her hand over my mouth. She made a shushing motion with the other hand and took her hand away from my mouth. Then she leaned in and kissed me, and kissed me again, deeply. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt and ran her hands up under, to my breasts. I was about to panic. I. He smacks my ass cheeks, “You like this don’t you? You like it when a real man takes control?” I couldn’t lie, I was loving every moment of this. “Yes.” “What? I can’t hear you, speak up.” “YES!” “Yes what?” “Yes, Mr. Miller!” He stands me up straight, and starts feeling on my breast. My nipples get hard under his fingers. “Hmm. These are amazing.” He says squeezing them hard. He kisses my neck and whispers in my ear, “How bad do you want my dick in that tight little cunt of yours?” . I might as well just be a chair or a table to her, except when she decided to reward me, then I became at least a used human. I spend the entire day doing things for her, going to the laundry-mat, not the least embarrassed by what I was washing and drying. I wouldn’t have been caught dead in the past washing women’s underwear in public. I scrubbed the floors, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom until every thing sparkled even though it wasn’t on the schedule. I also got time to read a few more.