“What?” I asked, continuing my abuse, “Want to say keys?” and she shook her head ‘no’ again. “Give it to me then.” following it with s...laps wherever it roamed.She relented and brought it back around, “Good girl” I praised, and grabbed the reddened melon. I dove after the nipple and sucked it in. After running my tongue over the bud, I nibbled on it with my teeth, forcing fear in her head. She instinctively jerked it away.“That was not what I told you to do.” I chastised, and started slapping her. She always made me feel inadequate and I am not one to feel that way. We entered the nearest pub and without asking she ordered two huge glasses of red, paid for them and led me to a corner table. We sat. ‘How do I dress for the part?’ The ruthless politician was, in part, my imaginary extension of Emily. ‘A classy business suit, dark. Heels and stockings and a crisp white blouse. For the scene where you humiliate George,’ this was Lenny’s role, ‘you open your blouse to reveal a very sexy bra. I sped home through the dark night, expecting to find a quiet house, everyone asleep, and me with a little solitude on my hands. I had taken to reading erotica any time I was alone, so I was pretty horny, just thinking about bringing myself to orgasm. I knew as soon as I walked in the door that something was wrong, because I heard music playing, and muted voices. Both the teenagers should have been asleep, as it was a school night. I walked quietly to my teen daughter's bedroom, expecting. At last, I spilled my spunk inside the unknown woman’s ... brown pussy, which I now noticed as I withdrew from her.Having finished up for the moment at least, I pulled up my pants and headed to the men’s room, where I heard footsteps behind me. As I pissed, I felt hands on my ass, fondling my buns with undisguised desire for them. I washed my hands and as soon as I turned my head to see who it was, I saw Brit, who gave me a fierce kiss on the lips, even as she winked mischievously.“Thank you.