Two minutes later she came into the bedroom with a glass brimful of orange juice and placed it on the dressing table beside her purply pink vibrator. ...She gave my shoulder a shake. “Come on Jay, its 10 already, here’s some juice. I’ve put the kettle on for a cuppa, it won’t be long.” I heard her leave the room and opened my eyes. Yes I had a hangover, the combination of the pot and the alcohol had given me a beauty. I then got up sat on the side of the bed head in hands. I picked up the glass. She is struggling as we are tied. I start to struggle too. We both lay on the floor tied together making squealing noises into the gag. "If you cannot behave, you will be punished." Pete says and returns to the kitchen. We lay on the floor together, Amber is pulling against the ropes and our feet are rubbing together making that noise nylon makes when rubbed together. I find that I am soaked now. I cannot not believe the feeling I am getting tied like this. Amber and I are making so much noise. Please choose whatever you consider is best."After saying that, I went to my room, got dressed, and left for the office. During the day, I tried to speak with Sarah, my assistant, about Mali, but it seemed we never had the time for it. Finally, during the lunch break, I called her in my office.Before I could say something, my assistant took the lead. "So, how's the new housekeeper? Is it what you needed?" She was smiling a little mischievously. Sarah was a little minx, looked very hot and. He pries his eyes from her, looking up and away. "Uh," he stammers. "What're you doin'?"Reaching out to tuck his hair behind his ear, her voice slightly husky with desire, she tells him, "I can't stop thinking about you."Confusion muddies his handsome features and he mumbles, "What?"Her eyes search his and, rather than answer, she stretches up on her toes and kisses him. It's soft and almost druggingly slow. He puts his hands on her arms intent on pushing away, but something ignites within him.