When we were alone together he would talk endlessly about sex. He was a self-proclaimed pervert who never stopped thinking about or actively pursuing ...sex. His magazine collection was legendary and he would often brag to me how many times he had jerked off in a day and he would often take off his shirt at some point. I think he got off on being looked at. He always flaunted his nudity in the locker room and would challenge the other guys to see whose cock was bigger. If he got hard in the shower. He had thought about wearing his older trousers, but found that his cock made quite the bulge when he hardened and he was unsure if he'd be able to keep it in check. Many months he waited to meet her. Many months they'd shared intimate details of their lives, their feelings, their sexual preferences and urges. They'd shared their bodies on Skype and now-now she was coming here, to be with him.Nearly lost in thought, he heard her flight number overhead-they'd landed and were disembarking. He. I finished my day with regret and the major feeling of loneliness I hadever felt. Frankie didn't call me all day and neither did I.Wednesday was my week starter and there was a lot to do. Cleaning,distribution, finance, everything was off and I had to run all over thestore in my highest heels. That day I overcompensated and I used thesmallest proper skirt, the prettiest stilettos, the sexiest blouse and mymost form fitting underwear. I was only allowed in one bathroom in thestore to ensure. What she noticed first was there was no plug in her ass. It was the first time is several days that her ass was not filled with something. Sandy stood and walked to the kitchen to retrieve her daily instructions. She wondered what her mistress had in store for her today. After yesterday; she figured that she would be fucking the football team or something. When she got to the table, she picked up the note listing what she was to do. Cum slut, Today is going to be a special day. I have called.