My wife was my love.When the spring came around and my firm began planning for the summer in Europe, I looked at our current staff for an administrati...ve assistant willing to travel for three months. Most were married or had kids or both to tend to. Taking one away from their family for the summer wouldn’t fly. So my business partner suggested we look for one outside our organization.The requirements we listed were for a traveling executive assistant to work in the Veneto region of Italy for. “Damn, that feels good,” Bethany murmured.I rubbed some more between my palms and slid up her thighs, covering right up to the very edges of her bikini line. She had tiny dark hairs up high on her thigh that made my mouth water suddenly. Bethany bit her lips and squinted up at me.Next, I covered the exposed skin from the top of her breasts to her shoulders. She had lighter colored hairs there that were only visible in the bright sunlight. The need to explore her in the daylight, front and back,. Champagne... the wine that bubbles is called Champagne.” I quickly looked around and Bobbie was giving me the rolling hands thing again. I quickly added, “... Mistress Champagne.”“Thank you for correcting our computer’s translation to your language,” she said with a smile. “My name is Champagne, but you will continue to call me just Mistress.”“Yes, Mistress,” I quickly replied. “This humble slut understands.”“Now,” Champagne said firmly, “I will explain what you are about to do... and why. You. They like to have fun.In the City, Mom, my aunts and Nanny CC did final fittings for the dresses.Sheila:Thursday night I held a small dance class for some neophytes. Afterward I did a demonstration with a competent amateur, who happened to work for Sean—meaning me. It was difficult to restrain myself, even with that thought firmly in mind. Meeting with Sean was going to be no release. He had already told me to save myself for the honeymoon. I had even sent Christine to be with Siobhan. In.