"I'm just going to grab your dad's dinner tray," he said with a smile that showed off his perfect white teeth. She took note of his strong forearms. ...Her phone beeped, it was an e-mail from Jonathan, her husband of fifteen years, who was in China on business. He was sending a good night message. She glanced at it as she ran her hands through her blonde hair with a wisp of grey. Even in her mid-forties though there wasn't much of it. "Thanks James," she said. She had felt his gaze linger a bit. So I was wearing a black skirt with Black 3 buttons open shirt. We went to see a horror movie. We took the kind of corner seats in the 3rd row from above.As the movie started in some time he kept his arm around my shoulder and I rested my head on his shoulder. He came closer and kissed my forehead. I lifted my face up to see him and then he kissed me on my cheeks. I smiled and came closer to him and kissed him on his lips. It was my first kiss and it felt lovely. And then again we kissed each. Petra sat on the left, wearing a burgundy dress with a low v-cut showing more of her small pert breasts with an empty seat between her and the head of the table. Once I took the chair left open for me, Shalyndria pulled a rope behind her sounding a bell down the hall. A few moments later, Tessa and another maid pushed in a cart of food and began serving. Once everyone was served, the maids left, closing the door behind them.Shalyndria spoke before we started to eat, “To a reunion with old. ”“Good boy,” you answer. “Now beg me.” I’m quiet for a moment before you hear my response. “Please Mistress, fuck me.” “Fuck you how?” you taunt, an almost playful teasing quality to your voice. “Please, fuck me in the ass, Mistress.”“With….?” you say, leaving the answer open. Silent again, I finally answer, “With your cock.” Giggling evilly, you kiss my ear again. “Well then, very well. You might want to put your face in the pillow; this isn’t going to be easy,” you tell me. Tightening the gag.