“Have you ever had anal sex?” she sputtered out. The question caught him off guard. He turned now fully paying attention to her. He was looking in...tently at her perky breasts, their nipples poking through the cotton of her tank top.“That’s a hell of a question to start a conversation with dear.” said Max. “Well I had tried to shove a toy in my ass a few nights, ago…sorry you don’t mind me asking you this, I just heard you fucking my mom and your sister last night and figured we were going to be. Now leave your poor old mother alone." I kissed him gently to show I wasn't mad.I took a long leisurely bath, did my hair carefully, and made sure my pussy and asshole were smooth. I applied makeup carefully, not too heavily, for I was not sure how he would prefer me. As I was slipping into a white pegnoir, that could be removed by pulling one ribbon at the neck, but none the less showed off my tits and figure, I felt a sense of him, and a message that said "I want you wanton."I redid the. I was still doing the same job I'd been originally hired to do, while Evelyn had been fast tracked and promoted several times that I was aware of. I hadn't kept in close touch with her career, but I'd read announcements of her upward movement from time to time in the company newsletters.Her apartment was in one of the taller and larger new buildings that had gone up a few years before, during the last great housing boom. It even had a door person when you walked into the lobby of the building.. "Come, Missy. We're going for a little walk." She leads me out the door. My still-lowered panties promptly slide to my ankles, reducing my gait to a mincing shuffle as we proceed past other doors. My ass still feels like it has three strands of barbed wire wrapped across it, but the sight of Mistress's magnificent rump slowly undulating as she leads me lazily down the hall is so alluring that my erection is back bigger than ever, bobbling absurdly as I stumble wretchedly behind her. A door to.