"Can I get you something to drink, John?"I shook my head. "No thanks," I told her."Well then, what's on your mind, John? Is everything okay?" Mrs. Har...mon asked as we sat down.I swallowed. This was not easy, but I'd known that it wouldn't be. It was the right thing to do, so I took a deep breath and ventured on. "I would like your permission to have Missy sleep at my house tonight."I expected an explosion, and had prepared myself for anger and dismissal. I had even spent some time preparing a. My cock was leaking pre-cum so bad I was afraid I was going to cum in my pants. I gently rubbed my thumb over her nipple. I heard a catch in her breath, so I guess I was doing the right thing. A couple more passes of my thumb over her nipple and it was almost as stiff as my cock.She moaned, "Suck it."That was more like it. I respond well to commands, anyway I was on autopilot because my brain had stopped working some time ago. I took her erect nipple between my lips and licked it before sucking. I was stupid. That doesn't excuse what I did. Somehow my mine was clouded. I felt that if I did it for a good reason..."Enough of that bullshit. "It doesn't matter what your reason was. You didn't have to marry me." Yes I did, sir. I wanted ... I want to live with you and be yours." Now go take off your panties. I'm going to want to use your mouth, your cunt, and your ass tonight." Yes, Sir!" She tried to control her happiness. We'll see how happy she was when we went to bed."Wait for me by the. Melissa stared at him. She knew if she backed out, she would lose face in front of all of them. They may even stop hanging out with her, which would be a bad thing as she loses more friends every three months.Melissa finally smiled in self-defeat.Melissa: Ok you win Michael.Michael: So what does that mean!! Say it.Melissa was reluctant but eventually sighed (even though not too emotionally).Melissa: I am your slave for the entire weekend.Michael: Say it again!!Melissa gave him a pissed-off.