As she stood up and turned towards the bathroom my eyes wandered from her hips down to her ass - perfectly rounded and hugged so tightly by the jeans ...she wore - I pressed my hand down to my cock as I could feel it beginning to grow with thoughts of my step-sister rushing through my mind. "Shit," I thought to myself as I jittered around. "All that teasing in the shower this afternoon, I'm basically creaming in my pants just thinking about her. What's wrong with me... she's going to be my. She hoped they hadn’t made a terrible mistake by coming to Saray.The gate opened a few feet and eight men in nondescript dark green uniforms strode out, all business. They surrounded the duo, two in front, one on each side, two more behind, and the others fanning out further down the lane, scanning to their rear. The two in front roughly patted them down, taking their weapons and bags, then returned to stand ahead of them.“Move quickly,” one of them barked. Tamara and Erol shuffled through the. " If you need us, our cellphones are on the refrigerator. Jack's cell is also there, if you need him to come home." Okay." Will see you tomorrow. Make yourself at home and enjoy yourself!The Jackson's took their luggage and left. I walked upstairs and put my overnight bag into the guest room. I then opened Allyson's door and peeked in. She was sleeping just like Mrs. Jackson had said. I noticed the monitor was on. I knew that Mrs. Jackson had monitors set up all over the house.I walked back. I had only met him once and immediately found an attraction but I admit my mind was between his legs, as I have a bad habit of pinning cocks onto men as I fantisize. He had called me Mrs M, emphasizing my marital status and of course my first name Mariel. I guess it was his way of personalizing our meeting and marking me like a possible possesion. As I stood there thinking as I was, I realized I was working myself into a sexual fantasy where I was now a possesion to be used at will. Suddenly I.