I also failed to realize the two of us were working very slowly in putting dishes away.Joyce stopped picking silverware from the tray and looked at me... before saying: “Whew! The coffee has gone right through me. I need to use the bathroom.” She walked from the kitchen and I heard the door to the hallway bathroom close. I used the next few minutes to catch my breath while trying to get my now hardening cock to go back to normal. I hoped she had not notice the bulge growing in the front of my. He was feeling downright guilty. Dammit!************************************************************************************As Damon got into his sleek black Jaguar XF and sped off, he was fuming. He literally had to hold himself back or he would have sucker-punched that brat in his own home. What the fuck was wrong with Tristan? Now he understood what Caleb was talking about. He had told him he didn't know how to get his son to take up that responsibility for Albatros. But he was trusting. I completely forgot about Ramesh in the kitchen.Then I told him I will bring him tea and went inside the kitchen. When I was about to place the milk over the stove I felt two hands over my ass. Ramesh stood there with a wicked smile and said that if you shout then your my father-in-law will see me and unnecessary problems will happen.I was left with no option and took advantage of my situation. He then slowly massaged my ass over the saree. He then moved his hands to my bosoms and pressed it. I tried to get out of the cuffs but they were quality leather restraints, and my wrist restraints were on the tightest setting, any tighter and I would start to lose circulation. Thirty minutes later she text me again: "You don't appreciate me, and never give me surprises, and your job is more important to you than I am". I could do nothing to stop this growing anger inside her. I laid on the bed, the butt plug resting securely in my ass, and a new text message pops up. Its a picture, taken on.