Our mutual understanding wasthat there had been no loving at all, only sex, between them. Itold her that I was ready for "part two." Grinning, she ha...dsqueezed my buttocks, winked, and said, "You think so, huh?" Jeez! On a Thursday night, about three weeks after the "fling," aswe euphemistically referred to it, Linda was washing some pots andpans while I dried. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pressed her upagainst the sink, and gently began to move my hips and groinagainst. They were planning to meake the arrests over the weekend. All the arraignments were to be Monday morning.Since the Reverend was arraigned on Friday word would fly through the community. Anyone who wanted to run could do so. It was a cluster fuck for sure. There was nothing I could do to stop them. The DA had given anyone who wanted it a chance to run, or to try to get their stories straight."You know the best part of this?" Simpson asked me."No what's the best part," I said,"Since that drug. God,this felt so good.The familiar creak of the front door opening didn’tfollow the knocks though. Instead, I heard the sound ofheels coming towards the bathroom door.“Mistress?” my scared maid’s voice came quietly throughthe bathroom door.“Are you going to open the door or what?” I responded.“But, mistress…” He tried again.“Don’t make me come out there and spank you in front ofmy friends.” While I said this I got to a new. When we reached his room Chris didnt push me in there but further down the hallway. I didnt know what he had in mind and I did not want to interrupt this moment so I didnt protest. Closing my eyes all I could do was moaning, kissing and rubbing his fat cock. He pushed us into our parents bedroom and onto their big bed. Finally breaking the kiss Chris smiled. I love you. I love you too, Chris. I lay on the bed my legs still hanging down while Chris stood in front of me. All I could think of.