‘That’s why I stopped by. I thought Mel might have time to give me a hand with some stuff.’ ‘Sorry,’ Carla said. ‘Not your fault,’ he sa...id. ‘I’m the one forgot he was going to the coast.’ It didn’t take long for the coffee to perk. Carla poured two cups and looked at Bert. ‘Cream and sugar?’ she asked. ‘Black,’ he replied. ‘Want a donut or something to go with it?’ Carla asked. ‘Sure,’ Bert replied. Carla got some donuts out of her bread saver and the two of them sat at the table, drinking. She kisses me good morning and finishes heading into the kitchen to get cereal. As she reaches for the box on the fridge I come behind her and cup her tits in my hands. She jumps at first but then melts into my arms and turns her head to kiss me. She moans in my mouth as I pull on her hard nipples and then pulls my dick through my pajama pants and begins to stroke it. She know much I love it when she jacks me off while im behind her and she smiles big as I moan back into her mouth. She tells me. Quite the opposite. Two and a half years on after all the pain with Brandon, the thought of sharing her just made me think back to the anguish and hurt I’d endured and the dangers we’d narrowly avoided.But what we’d discovered about James had in one single moment changed that dynamic. Knowing that there was this big-cocked ‘man-child’ in our house had re-kindled an ember within my sexuality. I’d thought it dead or extinguished, but that ember to share Sue was barely visible but just about. As we approached the door, I knelt and formed the crawling position. Master glanced back at me and smiled, then opened the door to His room. It was a large room, with few pieces of furniture, but beautiful none the less. As He stepped in, I crawled about 3 feet behind Him, made my way to the end of the bed then sat up on my knees. I was not permitted to be on my feet in here unless given permission, one of His rules, same as having to remain completely naked at all times, as well as clean.