“The last one who did that walked out of here holding a hot bottom, Boss.” “You wouldn’t dare spank your boss, would you?” “Only if the li...ttle lady needed one.” He couldn’t determine which was prettier: The long sexy black legs, the white thighs above the black hose held up by the garter straps, or the wonderful round ass cheeks waiting to be caressed and kissed. Unable to make up his mind, he stroked them all, starting with the backs of her legs. Perkins slowly went up the thighs and stopped. I skip downstairs, giving the dog a good pat as I dance by him and pull all the food out of the oven. I quickly set the table and start singing musicals to myself as I give everyone their favorite foods. While pouring some Snapple Iced Tea into Masters cup I hear is beautiful booming voice catch me in the lyrics to the song and I quickly spin around to join him in the duet. Singing into the Snapple bottle like a microphone we finish the song, and he grabs me and dips me and kisses my neck. I. I've hadregular wax sessions for years. The last time was about a month and ahalf ago, the day you, you big stud, impregnated me!" She giggled asshe gently patted his genitals. "Just be grateful that I'm not going togive you a full Brazilian!" A Brazilian? What's that?" That my dear, beloved and clueless husband is the wax job that removesall, and I mean ALL of the hair down here." She patted his genitalsagain. Terry paled and shuddered."Okay, turn over and I'll do your back. Then I'll. Don't be late." He hung up. I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. My torment had returned. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me. I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be.