Wet hair plastered to the pillow, my legs spread, knees up and my vibrator still in my pussy. I need to head to work. Maybe that will take my mind off... of "Him". The drive to work was uneventful. I gave the usually hellos and nods to my coworkers. I enter my office and close the door. Fire up the computer and sit and stare at it for an hour. I snapped out of my haze when my phone alerts me of a text. My heart jumps as DeSeans' name appears on the screen. "How you feeling this morning just wanted. But as I near the kitchen, I hear a noise down the hallway.... Hoping I did not disturb her, I keep going to the kitchen. They seem to have anticiapted me being here, because right on the counter is a can of Folgers and an automatic coffe maker. Maybe this will not be so bad being here afterall. Making the coffee, I turn on the machine. with that task completed, I turn to head for the shower. As I reach the doorway from the kitchen to the hallway, I run right into who, I can only assume is. I had a wonderful new life to lead and I’d be damned if I was going to wait and steal kisses in private. I was going to make the most of this second chance at happiness.The band took a break for a while and like most of the patrons we recharged our glasses while they were away. When the band came back on stage the mystery of why the band didn’t quite sound “together” was explained. The lead singer introduced the bass player as being a new friend of theirs who was helping out covering since. Mistress_Christine: Hello shyanna.There was then a long pause before ...shyanna: Hello Mistress Christine.Mistress_Christine: Please, just call me Christine.shyanna: Sorry Miss. I mean sorry Christine.Mistress_Christine: You’re fairly new here?shyanna: Yes Miss I joined a few days ago.I decided to let her use of the title Miss go for now. Aas many do, she seemed more comfortable when she used it.Mistress_Christine: In that case welcome. Are you enjoying your experience?shyanna: I am Miss mostly.