She smiled at me as her breathing returned to normal."Oh Master!" she cried out and threw herself on top of me.Sundays have always been my favorite da...y. From the time I was a small child, I have loved Sundays. The day is calm and slow, it is filled with sports in the afternoons, no matter the season. From football, to golf, there is always some sport to watch.Then there is the Sunday paper and a hot cup of coffee, sitting on the porch, the sun warming you with its rays, and the birds serenading. She followed him into this amazing looking bedroom that was well lit and smelt of lavender. The bed sat in the center and a bay window lit the room from the left. A little bathroom was included on the far right and a flat screen TV set was mounted on the wall in front of the bed. “Wow.” She said taking it all in. Jack walked up to her and stood closely behind her as he knelt a little to whisper in her ear. “Exactly.” His breath hitting her ear and her neck caused her to shiver and her knees. Sterling is waiting for you, Miss Conway." She stood and led me back to his office, knocking and holding the door open for me and closing it behind me. Mr. Sterling stood to greet me. "Come in," he said, stepping around his desk. "Can I get you a drink? Wine?" "No thank you." He leveled a look at me. "It's Friday at four. I'm having Bourbon and I hate to drink alone." There was expectation and command in his voice; I had a physical, sexual reaction to it. "All right. Wine?" "Red or white?". “The truck? My truck? Since when did you get the idea you were going to drive my truck?” he asked.“Dad! I don’t want to drive your truck. I want to be able to put the boat in the water without making it a family affair.”That made him raise his eyebrows. “You want to explain that?”“Dad! I was just ... I was thinking about taking Kelly on a few boat rides around the lake.”“Oh, Christ!” he muttered. “You just want to get her on a boat in a bikini! Don’t tell me about seeing the sights!”I grinned.