Now it was time for some real programming. I sat up in my chair and asked her straight out, “What did you bring with you to plug your pussy after w...e fuck?”Reaching into her pocket she stated, “I brought a golf ball.” With that said she extended her hand to display a bright yellow golf ball that looked to be brand new.“Nice choice,” I said as I stood up and stepped over to my office door. “I gather you have used it before?”“Yes I have,” she stated as the ball rolled around in her hand. “Mike. As the door banged behind her, she thought, I guess I really am a whore as she pulled the money out of her mouth and stuck it in her purse. As she strutted down the hall she proudly smiled with the knowledge that from now on she would be a Management Whore, not the call girl/street-walker kind. SECRETS BETWEEN CO-HUSBANDS: When she had left the office to go and meet the Germans, Peter had slapped her on her spectacular ass and said, Go and have a blast at the party, baby, and Ill see you back. `you are very wet` she said. `wet, i am fucking soaking` i whispered back. Her finger slipped inside me, rubbing my clit with the same rhythem. She continued doing this for what seemed like hours, but was prob only a couple of minutes. `Should we go back to the shop?` she asked. My brain was in turmoil, but my body was telling me that i was going to be having lesbian sex with a beautifull 20 year old. I dont know if i answered but somehow we ended up back at her cousins shop. We ran all the. Donald slowly lets it drop down her shoulders and fall to the ground.Emma, a good slave that she is, quickly steps out of it and picks it up to hang it on one of the available hooks. Then she turns back to her master.Donald pulls her close and kisses her deeply with great passion. This is starting so nicely. Emma can feel him harden against her. He again reaches behind her, and after rubbing her shoulders, down her back some, he unclips her bra and brings it forward to take off her. Again.