"There are a couple other boats on the lake. You think they are likely to come here?" I doubt it," he said. "I've only a few times seen anybody land h...ere. Don't know why, since I like the place a lot."Jasmine looked around, then followed Bobby as he walked away from the water. He stopped at a clearing with enough trees that you couldn't see the water easily, though it was not far away -- on all sides, really. They sat for a while and talked on the picnic blanket Bobby spread out, then ate the. "You are only going to get what I want you to get, I am going to tease you until just thinking about my cock will make you cum. Open your thighs back up." He orders.I follow his command and part my thighs and the teasing resumes. We finish the meal and leave the restaurant to a car awaiting to take us to the club. As soon as we get in the back of the limo his hand returns to my thigh. I grab his wrist and try to pull his hand harder against my throbbing pussy. He laughs again and pulls his hand. My hair fell loosely around my shoulders and down my back in long waves. “Much better.” He slowly ran his fingers through my hair. Oh, how I relished the feeling of his hand touching me. “Master Simon…” I stuttered. I longed for this, yearned for it. My body ached for his touch. He pressed a finger to my lips, his eyes looking into mine. “I was given free rein on my day.” He smiled and moved his finger, slowly caressing my cheek. “And you, Claire, are the only thing I want to do,” he. The soup always tasted better to the advisor after he’d pissed in it. “Do you want to make an appointment to discuss it?”“That’s the thing. If you could come here for dinner Saturday, Bill, my husband, will be able to manage the boys. If that’s not acceptable, I’ll get a sitter for the time you want.” Though sitters while high -school classes were in session were scarce as rubies, and twice as expensive.“Are you inviting me to dinner? That is quite kind of you. What time?”“Would six-thirty be.