“Yes, baby,”“Good girl.”*I do everything that Bryant instructed me to do. I make sure to shave everything until I’m smooth and bare. I take ...a thorough shower and put on the sexy, black, elegant lingerie that Bryant bought for me from Agent Provocateur. Alarm rushes through me at the sight of the designer lingerie label but I know that he will insist on me wearing the beautiful lacy bra and underwear, claiming that I deserve it. Bryant is sweet like that.After pouring myself a glass of moscato. .lick.. licking it like a lollipop!..To coin a phrase.. White girl gone wild!.. B then saw me standing there in the doorway and rememberedthe drinks ..Hey girl where's the drinks I'm thirsty!.. He was now losing from the sound in his voice..And B was pissed!..But Will had a gratifying look plastered on his happy face!.. Chrissy pouted as B joined us in the room.. She bit her bottom lip when his eyes fell on the large brown box.. Hey baby ..he say grabbing her close tugging her at the waist what. On the ride home all I could think about was, how could I have done it better? My explanation of why I let her go didn’t seem to help at all. And I had not seen how much hurt I had caused until the night before. I began to rerun the the events of four years ago through my head. How did I let everyone convince me that what we had was wrong and not in Lindsey’s best interest? As much as I wanted to shift blame for what I did, I couldn’t. I got home and it was late already. The house was cold and. I was a little irritated at being stuck here, but decided to make the most of the situation. As he toyed with my breast I reached up again and slowly lowered his zipper. He shifted his hips closer to me in an obvious invite and I slipped my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around his quickly hardening cock. I carefully freed it from its confined space and gave it an encouraging squeeze followed by a few long strokes from base to tip. I was rewarded with a slight thrust of his hips and a visible.