?And remember bitch, happy, eager,and submissive.? ?Yes, Mistress.? I said, smiling and curtsying. How could I ever forget? I hurried downstairs, ope...ned the door, bowing as I did so. ?Welcometo the Arlington residence. . . whoopsie daisy!? My breasts spilled outof the low cup top just like always. Of course I had to act surprisedand stupid about the whole thing. I placed my hand over my nipples, andwas just about to go into my 'naughty girls, you know better than that routine,when I glanced. I didn’t look the same, not at all. My eyes were crazy, and I just looked happier. One night of crazy sex, and now I’m happy? Is that even a thing? I dismissed the idea and turned on the shower. While the water heated, I undressed. My red, silk panties were soaked from me “squirting.” Figuring they would make the whole room smell like sex, I ran water in the sink and kind of hand washed them. Finally the water was just how I like it and I got in. Feeling the hot water flow over me was amazing.. .. The benefits outweigh the bad. At least so I keep telling myself.I sit up in bed and open both my eyes. The alarm stops immediately and the world goes quiet. I swing my legs off my large king bed as I put my feet onto my carpeted floor, the time reads 06:45 AM.I've always hated the restraints of some clothes like underwear and socks, so when I'm in private, I go without and I sleep fully in the nude.I put on my Calvin Klein pajama shorts as I step into the connecting bathroom I share with my. Seymour almost blew his load when she took it out, wet and shiny , licking and sucking herself off. Monica slipped her other breast from the bra, presenting them to her boss. He squirmed in his seat, cupping them in his hands. Monica reached back down and spread her lips with one hand, the other working tight circles on her hard clitoris. She bit her lower lip, her fingertips moving faster and faster on herself as she once again took Seymour’s trembling cock into her warm mouth. Her fingers.