At this point, it occurred to the woman in the story and to Fran reading it that the only thing that was important was her sexual pleasure. Fran had a...lready removed her top and was pulling on her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her breathing was rapid as she slid off the stool and unfastened her shorts allowing them to drop to the floor. Stepping out of her shorts, she spread her legs allowing her free hand to wander to her crotch. Her panties were wet and she could feel the heat of her pussy. "Aw, for Christ's sake, who'd want to mess around with a baby?" Eric!..." Oh, shit! Okay, if you're going to keep poking! She did come up. I think I gave her enough to think about, she's not going to try that again. Not with me."I didn't say much. "I thought that was it," I whispered as I got my arm up across his chest and pulled his face around to mine. And we just about forgot all about the beer.Well, Ma Conner evidently got as much of a thrill out of her lessons with Duane as her daughter. Being the CEO of a very lucrative company you have no need to fuck your employees let alone buy them a bar. You chuckle at her matter-of-fact humor. “How did she know my name Emily?” She brought you over a plate with your favorite Grilled lemon rosemary chicken and broccoli. You stare at her in amazement. You knew she could make any man lucky to have her, but instead here she is catering to you. For a slight moment you feel guilty for causing her to hit her head. “How's your head?” She gives. I am wondering how I can serve you.”“What do you mean an iron will that could stand against anyone?”“Master, I found that most people in life were not willing to put their will against the world. Given discomfort or fatigue, most people would gladly give away anything for relief and at most small comforts. When I tested my will against theirs, I broke each and every one of them. Mostly it was a one time thing, but for some, it became what they wanted. To be broken by me and to be mine.”“You.