..____(Mistress of the House):It's finally Friday. The week's cares are beginning to fade away, andthe weekend holds the promise of delight. And I'm l...ooking forward toevery minute.The Southern California air feels wonderful on my skin after thestuffiness of the office. I can feel the stress begin to release a bitwith each step away from that place, and my thoughts turn toward theluxury that awaits be at home."On my way. You know what I expect." That's all I text to my husbandas I walk to my. It was such a turn on that I had to get down on the floor to masturbate. He was on his knees fucking her doggie style and was giving it to her pretty damn good. I had wished so many times for a guy to do that to me, but that wish had gone unfulfilled for so long, I began to doubt I'd ever feel another cock inside me. I also wished I could at least hear them, I mean that would have been nice, but I had to settle for just watching them. Then I just couldn't take it anymore, I came all over the. “Why are you not in your uniform boy?” she barked and I had no idea what she was talking about but decided very quickly to play along, “Sorry miss, I just done sports miss” I replied trembling and I really was trembling. “Come here boy” she barked, her voice sounded blunt and stern so I immediately started to walk towards her, she stepped aside to let me inside, “Come into my office” she said pointing the way to a small lounge, I heard her lock the door behind me as I walked through to the. Extra M4 magazines were stacked on chairs close to hand. Faces expressionless, the agents nodded at Hanes and the nurses.Two agents brought in flack vests and the three struggled into them, the agents helping. Hanes nodded his thanks as one of the agents said, "I heard somebody say that whoever is out there has RPGs. If that's true, we might not even get a round off before they blow this house away, and us in it." You ladies need to be in the basement," one of the agents by the door.