" Hey, you haven't seen me with all the other stuff." You're not getting my point. I'm sure you'll look pretty, but if you want him to reconsider, you... have to look sexy." Sexy? You mean slutty, don't you?" Hey, he didn't cheat on me."Sarah took the hint. She picked up a nice top of some sort (I have really no idea about what kind of top is what) and it showed a slight bit of cleavage, along with a nice skirt."Looks good?" she asked."This is more like it. Total hard on material." How do you know. As her arms swing I can see the side of her bra cups peeking out. A black satin bra holding her gorgeous breasts in place. My eye catches the subtle ripple of her footstep impact as it travels through her bosom. I turn back to Danielle and she whispers, “Get a long enough look?” with a slightly accusatory tone. I give her a wry smile and look upwards innocently. “Get some work done, would you?” she says pushing me back gently with her hips. I return to my desk and begin to unpack my briefcase. And she never had any interest in going down on him either. Generally, Caroline had no idea what all fuss was about when it came to sex. She didn't understand why her girlfriends made such a big deal of a potentially messy, generally uninteresting activity.The morning started out delightfully cool, in the mid 60's, so she shut off the thermostat and opened all the windows. The temperature had climbed to the low 70's and the breeze had died down, so Caroline thought she might close the windows. " Good boy." Laura said as she stopped choking him. She ran her hand through his filthy hair. "I don't call you Jan, do I?" "No." Jan said, shaking his head slowly."Good slave." she said with a smirk. "Now, turn around please." "As you wish, Mistress."She didn't care if she got dirty for she was under the shower now, it would just get off.The slave's Mistress struck his ass cheeks once, twice, three times, making her slave cry out. "There. I've been wanting to do that ever since I saw your.