0 comments/ 8159 views/ 6 favorites Tad and Jenny: Their Story By: PoeticallyChivalrous "Tad, your girlfriend on line one." Jenny paged me. I picked up the line and answered. Yup, once again she pulled her little stupid ass stunt. What is it with women sometimes? They beg for a commitment then when you have the right opportunity they break your plans. This is the second time for Laura, same situation, like she knew it was coming. Yeah, she didn't like me making secret plans without her consent. I was pissed and told her to fuck off. Maybe she got a better offer, more power to her. Matter of fact, I canceled those plans and made new ones immediately. I was going to my uncles cabin in the hills and do some fishing to take my mind off things. I will tell Jenny how to get in touch with me in case of an emergency. Jenny is something else, my savior many times over. Been my PA now for three years. She calls herself the glorified secretary, event planner and my work wife. I don't know what I would do without her sometimes to tell the truth. She is two years younger than me and married. Her husband doesn't exactly like me, I interfere too much in their life, so he says. Well, there is a few late nights and calls at all hours once in a while. Truthfully, there hasn't been anything else going on between us. Jenny keeps her personal life separate from me and I try not to interfere only when absolutely necessary. The last six months has been totally void in that respect. I won't lie, Jenny is a good looking woman. Twenty-nine, sassy short blonde hair, five foot six, nice figure though rather flat chested, dresses sexy but not overstated and has a good sense of humor. Our favorite past time lately is talking about the blonde bombshell of a receptionist down stairs. How much cleavage is showing, how short her skirt is and how high her heels are. We think she was a stripper in a past life, maybe as a second job now and we use the dirty knee joke a lot. Oh well, time to get out of this hell hole and make it an extra long three day trip. I left Jenny the necessary information of where to find me in case of an emergency. Basically, call my uncle as he only lives thirty minutes away. Cell phones don't work up there and no land line because it is a small two bedroom vacation house. I had my bags packed, stopped for groceries and gas. I actually wanted to get there before dark anyway. Need to get the propane pilots lit and get the circuit breakers turned on. Much easier than stumbling around in the dark with a flashlight. I know why my uncle has the place. I accidentally showed up a day early about a year ago. My aunt said he was there checking the place out for me. Yup, he was checking the place out alright, well another woman anyway. Always wondered why there is a bunch of eye hooks everywhere. He had a woman stretched from the loft in nothing but high heels barely touching the floor. He was using a flogger on her. The story behind it, she broke into the house and was living there and he was dealing with the issue. Yeah right, I doubted it but maybe he was telling the truth. It would be like him to take payment that way. I knew about the secret life of uncle Charles and aunt Ruth. I arrived and got everything turned on as the key was where he left it for me. One big great room with tall ceilings when you walk in. Kitchen, dining room and bathroom under the loft. Stairway to the loft on the left when you walk in that leads up to the two bedrooms. I put the groceries away first making sure the beer and wine got cold. I had wine because Laura was suppose to be with me so we could celebrate, that ain't happening now or ever. I canceled the other plans and came here, a place she doesn't know about. I went up to the bedroom and changed clothes and got into my shorts and t-shirt. Uncle was nice enough to leave the key for the liquor cabinet. I fixed myself a rum and coke and sat on the porch to watch the sun drop behind the mountains. Rather still breeze, the lake glimmering about three hundred yards away down a gradual incline. Forgot about those damn hungry mosquitoes this time of day, no use to waste repellent yet. Time to go in anyway, with the ac running, it had cooled down inside quickly. Made a sandwich and turned the small TV on, one channel, better than nothing and at least a network. I was tired and bored quickly and went to bed, early morning fishing anyway. Woke up early, had breakfast. Got my little ice chest, put a couple sodas in and out to the SUV to get my gear. Down to the dock where the boat was tied up. Started the trolling motor, I knew of a spot about ten minutes away where I always had luck. Four hours later, very little luck, only one catch that I turned loose being too small. I was getting hungry and made my way back. Take a nap, put beer in the chest and try again later. I walked in the door and there was a woman suspended from the loft, talk about surprise. Had a mask covering her face, only eyes, nose and mouth showing a ball gag in her mouth. Two chains ran from the mask attached to her long pierced nipples. Her head would pull back pulling the chains and her nipples and tiny breasts would be pulled up roughly. She had on a rubber pair of panties and you could barely hear the hum of a vibrator. Small screams when the nipples were pulled and grunts after it released. Her arms were stretched up in the air by the ropes clipped to wrist cuffs that went through the eye bolts in the loft and tied off at support post. Her legs looked spread, free but no help other than to stand tall in five inch black pumps with wide ankle straps. Her aromatic juices running down her leg. A note was sticking up from the panties. One of my uncles jokes I bet. I took the note and read it. "Mother fucking son of a bitch!" I screamed. She said she was your slave. Didn't believe her of course. If she is, better teach her some fucking manners. If not, bring her back to me, I will take care of her. Uncle C. "Jenny, I am so sorry, will have you out of this in a minute." I yelled apologetically. Had to be, she is the only person that knew where I was. I unhooked the chains from her nipples first, they were beautiful. I didn't know they were pierced even. Big and rather long, perfect to suck and nibble on. She was trying to tell me something but I went behind her and found the motor pulling her head back, turning it off and unhooking those chains so I could pull the mask off and remove the gag. Ingenious little wind/unwind motor mounted on a heavy square post on the floor. Jenny was actually secured to the post, the heels of her shoes were clamped to the post keeping her legs spread and immobile. She started gasping for air. I started to look to see how to untie her. "Stop." She breathed out heavy then quaked with a grunt. "What is it?" I asked worried. "I want to talk first." She said. "How long have you been like this?" I asked still worried ignoring her statement. "An hour or two maybe. I want this." She said breathing heavy. "What?" I asked alarmed. I want this. I want you to be my Master. I want to be your slave." She said succinctly. "You what?" I said unbelieving what I just heard. "You heard me right. I want to be your whore cunt of a slave." She said defiantly. I just stared at her like I got slapped in the face. I didn't know what to say or think. "But....but you are married." I said finally as the only thing I could think of. "No, I have been divorced for over a month. I never told you because I couldn't figure out a way for you to believe me. I was too afraid to do something at the office. I thought this was my perfect chance with Laura out of the picture. No one even knows I am here." She wailed. My mind snapped I think. She wanted this. She wanted me. How did she know I kind of wanted this? Did I want her? "Is this how your ex treated you?" I asked finally pulling out of my thinking daze. "Never, I hope his boyfriend is happy." She said disdainfully. "Why didn't you buy a strap on?" I said and started laughing. "That isn't fucking funny." She said madly then started heehawing. "Actually it is funny." She said turning to giggles then a gasping grunt. "You want to be my slave do you?" I said thoughtfully. "Yes Sir. I do." She replied with a smile. "Why?" I asked. "Because I know you will respect, honor and take care of your property Sir." She said. "How about after I fuck our blonde bimbo and you suck my cum out of her pussy?" I asked bluntly testing her. "Yes Sir. If that is your desire." She said and grunted again. "What if I have you suck my uncle while I fuck your ass?" I asked testing again. "Yes Sir. Gladly." She said and gasped. "I wish my uncle left me the key to the cabinet." I said thinking out loud. "He left it unlocked for you." Jenny informed me. I went over and opened the cabinet. Damn he had a collection as I opened the doors and checked the three drawers. I selected a two inch wide soft flexible paddle. I have seen some of this stuff being used once or twice that didn't mean I knew how. This didn't seem the time to learn either, not yet, so I selected something I was confident I could handle. I tested the paddle slapping my hand, okay, it can hurt. Just need to be careful I thought. I think she has been cumming almost non stop. Think I will relieve her of those panties which I did, they were a sopping mess. "Suck!" I ordered stuffing the vibrator in her mouth after I turned it off. She started sucking and licking her own juices with her tongue, I was impressed. Even more impressed as her pussy was shaved clean with no hint of stubble. It did look swelled and red from all the action it received. I was worried that it had been too much already. I threw the panties on the couch and walked behind her. I smacked her right cheek with the paddle but not hard, it jiggled lightly. I smacked the left cheek the same way and got the same reaction. I smacked the right cheek again much harder, her ass bucked forward a little and her ass jiggled more leaving a little redness behind. I followed quickly to the left with the same results. I tried the right again harder still, I finally got an ouch of a scream out of her but not loud. The same reaction with the left. I aimed lower with the same force, must have stung more as I got a hop out of her leg, more of jerk really I guess. The same with the other side. I came around to her front again, she had teary eyes but looked happy. I swatted both tits quickly trying to miss the nipples and rings. I didn't succeed on the right breast but it wasn't a hard swat, she did react like it hurt, not the good kind. Her legs were stationary and why I chose the thin paddle. I swatted her pussy gently, she must have watched closely with my action and actually pushed into the swat. I wanted to be gentle because it looked over used already but seemed she wanted it. I struck again harder and another harder surprising her. The last one struck a chord and she bucked a little but didn't scream. I swatted her tits the with the same force I hoped. She did let a little scream out from that. It was enough for the time being. I was hard as a rock and hadn't had sex in over two weeks. I wanted relief and I dreamed about that luscious mouth of hers a time or two but that is all. I went and untied the ropes letting her down. She collapsed in a heap on the floor working the circulation back in and the stiffness out. I took her cuffs off and put them beside the paddle. I released the clamps holding her shoes. I went back to the cabinet drawer where I spied collars and leashes. I pulled one out that had several rings on it, brought it over and put it on her and attached the leash. "Crawl bitch." I ordered. She crawled on all fours behind me until I got to the couch. I dropped my shorts with my cock bobbing out and sat on the edge of the seat. "I am going to give you a few minutes so you can get use to my cock then I am going to fuck your mouth." I explained and she nodded her head and went to work. I am sure she had done this before, just hope she wasn't out of practice. I am not all that well endowed, normal I suppose. I don't know, never thought of measuring before. I am not porn star for sure, at least the ones I have seen. Jenny knew how, as she went to work wetting my cock first. Those lips felt fantastic as she sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue on the underside. That action caused my cock to jerk and she kept at it up for several twirls. Then she went deeper and came back out, her eyes watching me. Those blue eyes seemed so loving as she looked at me. I was mesmerized by her look. Then she took my entire length held it for a few seconds then backed off. I think she was showing me she could handle it. I let her keep working as it felt wonderful. She started bobbing faster, first short strokes then longer until she took the entire length. She stopped and backed out so she could catch her breath. She started slowly again, that is when I grabbed her head and started pounding her mouth on my cock. I knew I was hitting the back of her throat but I was close now feeling the orgasm welling. I felt my head swell, just a few more strokes, I heard her struggle but I kept at it as I promised. I slammed hard and erupted in her mouth. I heard the gagging but she didn't push away or back. I released her head and she backed off, coughed a couple times, gulped some air. Her drooling mouth was back on my cock using her hands to drain me. "That was fantastic my loving slave." I said making her stop. She smiled at me trying to clean up the escaped semen with her finger and lick it off sexily. She didn't miss much, and I stopped her. "Wear it with pride." I told her. She just smiled at me. "Did you bring clothes with you?" I asked. "Yes Sir. They are in my car however. Your uncle took what I was wearing so I wouldn't run away when you released me. I had no plans of doing that no matter what happened." Jenny replied. "They may be outside, but I doubt it knowing him." I said knowingly. Her car wasn't here, my uncle must have brought her car then took it to go home. My uncle is a card. "Hungry?" I asked. "Yes Sir." Jenny said. "Fix us something to eat then." I ordered. "Yes Sir. May I use the bathroom to clean up a little first?" She said getting up and heading off to the kitchen. "Yes slave you may." I answered getting up and following behind her. She was beautiful with that cute little wiggle she had. I washed up at the sink in the kitchen. Then got a bottle of wine out, opened it and poured two glasses. Jenny came out a few minutes later and I handed her a glass. "I accept." I said clinking her glass. She smiled at me and we drank a gulp each. I set my glass on the counter and pulled her close and kissed her hungrily. We must have kissed tenderly and passionately for five minutes before we stopped. "Thank you my wonderful Master." Jenny said out of breath then started making lunch. Truthfully, I had reservations about being her Master. I knew the lifestyle but never practiced it as it didn't seem mainstream, maybe like one in a thousand women. What are the odds I would meet one or identify her as such when I did? Jenny, right under my nose the whole time proves that. It wasn't the lifestyle that made the difference either, it is Jenny herself. I never had those kinds of feelings for her because she was married. No use lusting after something you can't have. It was different now and I saw her in a totally different light and she wanted to be mine, completely. Am I in love with her is the question. I think she has been in love with me from the start or nearly, as I looked back on our working relationship. Did love matter? I have heard the lifestyle wasn't about love but a desire or need in many cases. Having both in the partner is the ultimate happiness. Truthfully, I did love her but as a couple I am not so sure. I am willing to find out that is for sure and the reason for my decision. Laura was always the business before pleasure type, unimaginative also. Maybe she was mixing business with pleasure for all I knew. Maybe I was just her arm candy so to speak though I wouldn't consider myself as an Adonis. Sex with Laura is pleasurable and we had some things in common but it stopped there, that might be the reason I really didn't want to commit. Laura seemed so repulsive to me now. I could have got her some clothes of mine to wear. I just couldn't think of an admirable reason why other than me being a gentleman. After lunch I asked Jenny if she knew how to to clean the toys, she did and took care of it. The rubber panties with double vibrator were actually hers and had worn them all morning. She said she was too sore to wear them any longer. It wouldn't work taking a nap now or drinking beer while fishing either as I had two glasses of wine. I put four bottles of water in the ice chest and dressed. Sunscreen for both of us and bug repellent. Jenny being a sport didn't say a word, she had to know we were going outside. The fishing boat was no tub nor big, only made for two. Problems walking in the heels to the boat but she didn't complain. She could sun herself naked while I fished with no problem. I had better luck with a three trout catch and decided to go back at that point. A wonderful dinner in store, nothing like fresh smoked trout. I cleaned the catch and had them marinating in the fridge and the smoker ready. Jenny made a salad and began soaking the rice I had brought, I think she is going to make a stir fry. She started it without asking or being told, like a dutiful slave or wife. I am rather tired and I think Jenny is also. A nap wouldn't be out of the way and seems like a good idea to recharge. A shower to get rid of the fish smell first sunscreen and repellent for both of us. Further cooking could be put on hold for a few hours easily enough. We went to the bedroom and took a nap cuddled together. I woke up a little over two hours later, Jenny still snuggled beside me sleeping soundly. Laura always rolled over away from me. Why did I continually compare the two? I had to use the bathroom and carefully extracted myself from sleeping beauty without waking her. I trod to the bathroom, I was half done when Jenny joined me smiling. She woke missing my warmth and needed the bathroom as well. "How did my uncle know?" I asked. "The shoes, I tripped and fell showing my underwear." Jenny replied laughing. "He didn't try anything did he?" I asked laughing. "No. He was a perfect gentleman saying this is going to be huge surprise for you. He expected you back sooner though." Jenny explained. "I didn't hurt you did I? I watched a couple times but never experienced any of this myself." I said. "No. You were wonderful, you will learn easily. My nipples are still a little sore though but not from you." Jenny replied. It was starting to get late and I wanted the fish cooked before it got dark. I started the smoker up and got the chips to burning and put the fish in to cook. Smoking fish makes me drool and I couldn't wait. Jenny started fixing the rest of the meal while I watch over the cooking fish. Maybe tomorrow, I would pan fry them on the grill or spit roast them if I caught more. It was a great candle lit meal, so romantic. Jenny added her own flair with Beethoven Moonlight Sonata softly playing in the background. It sounded nice anyway, I couldn't think of a reference to our new situation. The tension of the piece maybe with each bar slowly, then haphazardly, then quickly leading to a crescendo setting the mood. My mind was lustfully on one thing tonight as I stared at Jenny lovingly. I didn't know if Jenny had run out of words or just basking in the glow of getting what she wanted. She had been unusually quiet the entire day and evening so far. Conversation is always started by me until it ran its course, until my curiosity was satisfied at least. It seemed like an audition for both of us, then again she might understand I am trying to come to grips with all of it. Tad and Jenny: Their Story Everything cleaned up, time to start playing again. This time soft and gentle in the bedroom as I led her upstairs. By the way of her kisses this is what she wanted also. It didn't take long for me to strip again as I only wore my shorts. Messing with a fire and a hot grill is a disaster waiting to happen with a swinging dick. I pushed her and she fell with a bouncing flop and she laughed but a perfect landing. My head between her legs instantly with a groaning coo emitting as my tongue made several licks separating her pussy lips. Legs over my shoulder with my arms around her legs so she couldn't move away, spread wide. She heated up quickly as I attacked her pussy with my tongue. I learned about her quickly as she got used to my action and her hips followed suit, then I would change tactics frustrating her. When I hit her extended button though, she went wild shaking and trying to buck. I dipped my tongue in her wet honey pool of a cunt, lapping at the great amount of flowing nectar. She is like Old Faithful in that respect waiting to erupt. She started writhing as my tongue was fucking her teasingly. She had a spot that just drove her nuts I found and I kept after it. When I clamped my mouth on her long exposed clit and sucked it into my mouth and tickled it with my tongue she came unglued. She became hard to hold onto and tried squeezing her thighs together with all her might without success. The heel of her feet drove into my back was her last resolve as she arched her back for the pressure she craved. The geyser erupted to a loud screaming banshee and soaked me from the neck down. I tried a few more licks after her climatic collapse but she was too sensitive to my touch. At the time I was being nice and backed off. Later, I chided myself for not keeping up to see what would happen and her reactions. My cock of course was very happy and wanting to claim that hole I just dined on for desert. Standing up, still holding her legs I speared her with my cock, balls deep in one stroke. Tight, wet and very hot, as I kept that single thrust buried. Her velvety cunt kissing my cock hello, hugging and releasing seemingly by itself. The euphoric look on her face said it all, no need for words. Her own arms and hands reaching out to hold her legs. She wanted pounded and I obliged. I wish it could have been forever, as my cock slammed into her with slapping flesh, my balls bouncing off her ass. Her gasps and ragged breathing told me of her enjoyment. Maybe five minutes at the most, the urge struck as I pushed deep as possible feeling her bottoming depths. Her scream of joy and the clamping of her legs told her story of excitement. I am breathing heavy, still buried, wondering whether I could go again. Jenny looked exhausted and satisfied. I hadn't seen that look for a long time, when we finished those year end reports the last time. I pulled out with a pop, her cunt not wanting to give up her new found friend. I laid beside her just as tired and satisfied. She rolled on her side against me, kissing me hard which turned into a needy french kiss by both. It is the first time she actually initiated any action, more like a thank you I suppose. We got more comfortable instead of dangling legs over the side of the bed. A nestling cradle in each others arms and tangled legs. Still, she never spoke a word like there isn't a need or reason. No need for a comparison, the only one I could even begin to think of was my first sexual encounter. I felt in love with a woman for the first time. If it wasn't, I don't know what else you could call it. Another sound, peaceful and happy sleep ensued. I awoke with a start from my dream, one of Jenny sucking my cock at work, well actually I was doing the face pounding like before. Once my eyes adjusted, it wasn't actually a dream. My hands had a fistfuls of her short hair and her face was buried on my erupting cock. She was coughing, gagging and spluttering a bit and I quickly released her. She raised up catching her breath, clearing her throat. Then with abandon she went to work cleaning the mess I had created. I had to piss of course now. "Jenny, I am so sorry. You should have awakened me first." I said alarmed. "No need to be sorry Master, it was wonderful. Your slave loves your morning wood, something you will get use to. Besides, you were stroking yourself, I just couldn't help taking over." Jenny replied happily. "You were the dream my love. I was fucking you the same way in the office." I said as the surreal moment hit. "I love that thought Sir and many more in real life to come I hope." She happily chirped. "I need the bathroom something fierce." I said getting out of bed. "Pancakes will be ready once you are done Sir." Jenny called after me. I couldn't believe my morning already. Breakfast as well, she must have used my biscuit mix I am going to use with the catch today. I bought a big box, will still be able to make biscuits. She can make the biscuits, I laughed at the thought. Do I take her with me fishing this morning, leave her here tied up or what? Tied up, seems like a plan, then I can try a flogger or crop when I return. I'll base it on the catch, flogger if I catch four or less, crop if more. I would be inclined to be more careful that way due to my inexperience. Breakfast was great, Jenny found a bottle of syrup and the reason she made them. The syrup was probably here for a different reason as there were several bottles in the cabinet. My uncle is a cad for sure. While Jenny was cleaning up, I prepared for my morning fishing expedition. She was happy to be tied up while I was away. I did it the same way as the first time I saw her hanging there. Without the mask and panties of course. Jenny said she could only handle the panties for an hour or so at best. I would be gone longer than that and I didn't want her pussy all used up again. She did say that a plug in her ass would be a good idea. That was easily solvable as I lubed one up smaller than my cock. It slid in easily as I figured, the panties gave away that clue. I attached the gag and went happily on my way. Well, my cock wasn't all that excited about leaving. The fish were biting and I caught my limit in a little over two hours. I took my time and went riding around in the boat for a little while. The lake isn't that big but there are six scatter houses around, most built like uncles. One a permanent residence to an old retired couple. I have been waiting to see what happens to the property. My uncle said it might be on the market soon as they are too old to live out here by themselves now. It would be an expensive property but I could handle it. I returned and took care of the fish first. Of course, handling fish means a shower comes next. Jenny looked beautiful hanging there watching me. At least she wasn't drooling all over this time. I wondered if her lips were dry, well, I don't think she wants me to find out at the moment. I went and took my shower and dolled myself up, manly of course but remained naked. There is a reason for so many fish of course, I am going to invite my aunt and uncle over this evening to dinner. He likes his deep fried coated in batter with lemon then add hot sauce, like LJ Silvers only much better. I had cornmeal also and decided that would be better than biscuits. I would need more wine however and hoped he could oblige in that respect. I selected the crop from the cabinet and brought it over. First I had to find out if Jenny needed some water removing the gag. It was a good move, as I got a bottle from the fridge. Giving her a drink as she wet her lips with her tongue. A couple more swallows was enough, but I let some of the water dribble down her chest and over her nipples. It was cold and she shivered with a gasp but had an immediate effect on her nipples as they hardened. I put the gag back in place. I think she couldn't wait for me to start with the crop but I suddenly had another idea. I went over to the cabinet, an got a small electric vibe with an intensity controller and an extension cord. I would have used the bullets but the batteries were dead and I couldn't find replacements. I didn't feel like trying several to find the right size either. The remote one needed charged and decided that could be an idea for later and set it up. I teased her nipples first, Jenny liked that I think, her nipples for sure. I was being gentle with them after yesterday for the time being. She shivered some more when I used it to tickle her stomach and thighs. She was already starting to breathe a little heavier and the muffled giggles spurred me on. She squirmed when I started playing with her pussy and clit. I played for about ten minutes or so, she was worked up and squishy when I inserted it into her cunt. I told her she better not lose it. I thought it impossible for her to hold for long myself. I picked up the crop and trying to decide where to begin and how to proceed. I bounced it off my leg a few times to find out my own reaction and how hard I dared to strike. I started with her face first, I saw that in a movie somewhere though not a porno. I gently rubbed it on each cheek and her chin, then her neck. Then tapped her gently with the pad on the cheek and chin, I didn't think it would be a good idea for anything forceful. Her eyes grew a little bigger, I don't think she cared for that either or was worried. I added a little more force behind a couple more taps but nothing even remotely harmful. I made my way to her nipples and breasts, a lot more forceful there. The snaps, her struggles and grunts spurring me forward. I could see the tell tale red marks that slowly issued. Twenty blows to each side and moved them around covering her body. I didn't think to ask her if she wanted it harder, gentler or what. "More here?" I asked and she nodded her head up and down. "Harder?" I asked and nodded her head yes again. I did as she requested being more inclined to her wishes. I gave each breast five more and she reacted more violently. She didn't wave me off with her head so I think I hit the threshold she wanted. Then I hit each nipple square quickly. Her muffled scream and grunts and head going sideways said she had enough. Hopefully, it wasn't too much. Maybe the gag wasn't a good idea but she stopped me from removing it. I then teased her stomach, I am not too keen here but gave a few swats and tickled her mostly. I did attack her thighs however with a good twenty swats also turning them red and slick as her juices is forming and started a slow advance down her thighs. That turned me on something fierce because I knew she was loving it. With the vibrator, too hard for much action though I did rub her clit gently with the pad and clipped the top of her mound a couple times. I knew it sent shock waves through her as I am sure she got off. The sudden wetness and her muffled moans gave it away. How was she holding the vibe in? I went to her backside and continued my assault, trying not to be any rougher, actually I may have let up as I had no way to be certain. My desire is waiting for me and she knew that. I think she was wanting it as well. I removed the intruding plug and readied for a more satisfactory intrusion. The vibe fell when I removed the plug. I loosened the ropes a little to make her more flexible to begin. Not sure why, just seemed logical. I thought I detected an unsatisfactory groan from Jenny but that was short lived. The post, bless my uncle, made things the right height. He must have run across the same problem before. Had to do with the heels she wore I think. Plus, it gave you some traction if you used your toes right. My cock didn't have much trouble making a slow entrance. I fucked her ass slowly but I didn't last very long and sped up and came quickly. I stumbled off the post afterward as I collapsed as a mater of fact. I had forgot I was on a step so to speak, quite comical probably if someone was watching. Didn't exactly feel good however, pain and pride. Didn't hurt that much, just a little scrape. I couldn't help myself and licked her legs and pussy for a few minutes. I attacked her clit like I did last night, with the same results only this time a mess to clean up. I removed her gag so she could breathe better, drool running out the corners of her mouth and onto her tits, she started gulping air. "Too much?" I asked. "Perfectly wonderful Master." Jenny said through gulps. She had been tied up for nearly four hours now. I decide she needs down and a shower herself. I could probably use one as well again. Big surprise after I got her loose once again. She fell to her knees, grabbed my cock and proceeded to suck it. It didn't take long til she had me hard again. She crawled over to the couch, leaning on the cushions, spreading her legs. "Please Master, fuck your slave's whore cunt." She pleaded. That turned me on and I crawled over and took her from behind like a dog in heat. I must have been at it for fifteen or twenty minutes before I came. I am exhausted from my effort as I laid on her back for a few minutes recuperating. Next time, do that in a bed I thought, very rough on the knees. After I shrunk away and dismounted, she was right back at licking and swallowing my cock. I didn't understand why, I am too tired to argue and nothing is going to happen further. She stopped after a minute or two. Looking at me lovingly and licking her lips. "Shower time." I said. "No Sir. Lunch time. I want to feel like the used slave I am for a while longer." Jenny said smiling happily. She washed her hands at the kitchen sink before making us grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and chicken noodle soup. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up some. If that is the case she can stay that way til dinner. I needed to run over and invite my guests, plus get her car. She had to go naked of course, not really but seemed appropriate. I could give her a shirt at least but wouldn't. We ate and we were both happy. Afterward I was going to help clean up but she wouldn't have any part of my help, pushing me with a loving kiss. I got dressed while she cleaned up everything including the floor. I grabbed her leash and out the door we went. She looked curiously at me but got in the Explorer when I opened the door. She was laughing when we showed up at my uncles place and her car parked in the driveway. A little daring maybe as I helped her out, it wasn't a long walk to the carport where I knocked on the door. My aunt answered and started her cackling laugh after seeing the state of Jenny. My aunt and uncle are only about fifteen years older than me and she is the definition of MILF. They had kids very young and were out on their own already. The youngest, Abby, either nineteen or twenty and Whip was twenty-five, I think, married and a young son. "You are right on time." She said still laughing. "We were just getting ready to get in the hot tub." She had a fluffy robe on and probably all as well. We each had a beer and my aunt carried an extra. Charles was already in the tub that holds six. I stripped and got in with Jenny right behind me and got situated. "I guess she was telling the truth about being your slave." Uncle Charles said laughing. "Might have been one of semantics at first." I said. "Jenny is my secretary and real time slave now. My fiance if she says yes." I further stated. Jenny choked on the beer she was drinking in mid gulp. Aunt Ruth to the rescue, helping Jenny. Shoving her firm, augmented D cup breasts in her face in the process. "Really Sir?" Jenny choked out after a minute. "Well, you have been called my work wife many times. You want to be my whore cunt slave, your words, not mine. I am adding wife to that title whether you like it or not." I said logically. I had thought about the idea the entire drive over and decided already. I was going to wait til this evening but seemed appropriate. "Yes Master. Your whore cunt slave would love nothing more than to be your whore cunt slave wife." Jenny cried happily escaping Ruth and kissing me. "Didn't I tell you slut." Uncle Charles said. "Yes Sir, you sure did." Aunt Ruth replied laughing. I invited them over of course and they gladly accepted the invitation. One thing, Jenny more or less got washed in the ordeal. Jenny followed me home in her car, still naked even though I told her she could get dressed if she wanted. I saw why when we got back and she opened the suitcase. Makeup bag and two outfits. The stretch black sundress she was wearing to start in which the fall must have been in the dirt. A cut off t-shirt that barely covered her breasts, a little stretch skirt that left little to the imagination. Two pair of french cut panties and a bra. The rest of the suitcase was filled with her own toys. We did take a shower and she got dolled up makeup wise like her normal self. I had her put clothes on, it might not be necessary but wasn't sure. Never know about uncle Charles and aunt Ruth. She put the bra on, says she just needs a little support. Quarter cup and only supports the bottom of her breasts, all she ever wears she told me. The skirt covered more than I initially thought but didn't cover much. The t-shirt though had a cut deep in front and tied to keep it in place, more like a halter when she was done. It looked like something she modified and designed herself. Last was a pair of four inch pumps to match. She was stunning, I had always seen the proper Jenny at work not the wild vixen. I started the fryer up to heat the oil then went and made the batter. I doubted Jenny knew how and watched me like a hawk. She made a salad and decided on peas for a vegetable as that was all I brought. I started in on the cornbread next and Jenny watched how I did that as well, especially the sugar I added, just a couple pinches. Everything was almost ready, we just needed our guests to show up. That is when I remembered the last item, the remote controlled bullet. Jenny wasn't sure but I said I would be gentle, yeah right, and she knew it but agreed. What I meant, I wouldn't make it embarrassing and would see how the evening went. I knew her complaint also, she is a little sore. Another half hour or so and our guests arrived. Ruth in a sundress and sandals, evident that was all, tight and real filmy in the right light. I could count on them to bring the wine also, homemade private stock. I whispered to Jenny to watch the wine, could be high octane. It didn't take long for dinner to be served. I did turn the remote on but I kept it at the lowest setting, I did promise after all. The next part is a little funny and I wasn't sure Jenny would like it and I almost chickened out. I just set the little box down in front of her after we finished eating. She knew what was in the little box as well. "I was serious earlier. Put it on." I ordered. I had purchased the ring about a year ago but things went haywire but kept it. Jenny actually picked it out and I knew it fit her finger already. I was worried because she knew it was meant for somebody else at the time though never used. Other than jeweler, we were the only ones that knew. "Yes Sir." She said giddily opening the box and putting it on. "Now it is official, my bride to be." I said turning the remote up one notch. Aunt Ruth had to get a good look see of course and give her a hug and kiss. "Congrats girl, he is a great catch." Aunt Ruth said. Uncle Charles clapped and said, "It is about time." Jenny got up came over and gave me kiss then got on her knees. "Sir, remember what I said when you bought this ring?" Jenny asked. "A joke about sex on the spot I think." I said truthfully. I didn't exactly remember but it was a joke at the moment and I had actually forgotten. "I said if it was me that received that ring I would give you a blow job on the spot. We made a big joke about it because we were making bets you wouldn't even get a kiss." Jenny said. Tad and Jenny: Their Story "Yeah, now I remember. You want to honor that statement?" I said looking into her blue eyes. "Yes Sir! I most certainly do." Jenny said all smiles. It didn't take long before Jenny was good to her word and I was enjoying it. Ruth and Charles started making out even. I am focused on Jenny and not being hard on her letting her do what she is so good at. I stroked her hair and watched those beautiful blue eyes of hers. She seemed to be taking her time, lovingly administering to my cock. Must have taken her fifteen minutes or so before I shot off in her lovely waiting mouth. Using her hands getting the last drop then licking her lips. Smiling like a fox in the hen house. "I won the bet Sir. Please, may I come now." Aunt Ruth said breathing heavy. "Yes you did, cum, slut." Uncle Charles ordered. Aunt Ruth cried out in happy anguish. Ruth had her dressed pulled up, impaled on his cock. Both had a ring side seat of course to the blow job. Jenny and I were both laughing at this point. "Told you Sir, it would be slow and sensual and over fifteen minutes." Ruth chided. "When was the last time you gave me one like that?" Charles retorted. "Sir, when was the last time you let me? Mr Quick Squirt." Ruth said laughing. "We do work our way into a frenzy, don't we slut." Charles said. "Very truthful Sir. I bet I can get you off in five minutes right now." Ruth replied. "On your knees slut. The timer is ticking." Charles said. Ruth went to work. Poor uncle Charles lost again by ten seconds. We were laughing again as he tried everything to hold out. The faces he made even. Ruth was happy with her shit eating grin licking her lips. We had another glass of wine, Jenny happily sitting on my lap. So Tad, what is the story. I thought you were dating someone else?" Ruth asked. "I was and even made plans for us this weekend. She made her own plans and expected me to drop mine for hers again. I told her to fuck off." I explained. "I bet fishing wasn't in either of those plans?" Charles laughed out. "They weren't." I responded laughing. "You are his secretary and I guess you would know him the best. Why this?" Ruth asked Jenny inquisitively. "I was in a bad marriage that just recently ended, should have ended ages ago really. I was the love lorn puppy watching on the sidelines wanting Tad for the longest time. Every time he got mad he always came here to get away though I never knew where here was until now. He would tell me stories after each trip but always relaxed him and excited me. I thought he was pulling my leg with whoppers at first. I started looking into the lifestyle and I started liking the idea, self gratification set in. The opportunity presented itself and I grabbed it." Jenny replied. "If the story of the ring is any indicator, I can see your point Jenny." Charles said shaking his head. "Hell, if it was me girl, I would have handed you the ring and told you to start sucking. Remind you of anything slut?" He further added laughing so hard it made me hurt. Ruth had tears in her eyes laughing so hard also. "He proposed to me the night of my eighteenth birthday. Had a cherry licorice whip wrapped around his cock with the ring like a fishing lure. My girlfriend helped him out putting it on. My surprise when my tongue found that ring. I ended up pregnant that night also. It was still worth every lick." Ruth said still laughing. "How did you get started in the lifestyle Ruth?" Jenny asked curiously after the laughter died down. "Truthfully, we were swingers from the start, still are. Must have been married something like five years or so. I met a guy that tied me up and teased me for hours, always on the verge but he wouldn't let me cum. He turned me over his knee and spanked me because I was pissed at him for not letting me get off, always so close. I was kicking and screaming but I got off so hard I pissed myself. One thing led to another after that." Ruth said. "She made me learn about the lifestyle to please her after that incident and I liked it as well." Charles added. "So you bought this place for more than just fishing?" I asked. "It is perfect, hold parties without drawing unwanted attention. Do the hard stuff we don't have room for at the house and of course the kids at the time. Fishing and just to get away." Charles said with a contented smile. "You were telling the truth about that women a year or so ago then?" I asked wondering. "Yeah, Constance. Ran away from college because she was flunking out from doing nothing but partying. Found this place and decided to make herself at home for a couple weeks. Found her drunk and tied her up, scared the crap out of her but she didn't want to go to jail. She agreed to a thirty day sentence to repay us. Our influence straightened her out and helped us with our empty nest syndrome. Thirty days turned into over three months. She is with a wonderful guy now." Charles explained. "The kids in the lifestyle?" I asked wondering. "Not that we know, we kept it all separate from them. We did explain everything to them when the time was right. Embarrassing, like the birds and bees but they somewhat suspected. Kids have too much information at their finger tips these days. We know they used this place at times, teenagers." Ruth said. "We need to get going slut. The kids and grandson are coming tomorrow." Charles reminded Ruth. "Yeah, need to be rested for that." Ruth said giddily. We said our goodbyes hugging and kissing, they were hoping we could come over tomorrow but we had a four hour drive ahead of us and needed to get back. Jenny was loved by Ruth and Charles. We could use the place anytime, join one of their parties even, just call ahead of course. Jenny understood why I was so relaxed after I made one of my sojourns. As soon as they left, Jenny took her skirt and shirt off not wanting to get it dirty. Her panties were soaked, I turned the vibrator off and removed the egg. She was sad Ruth and Charles had to leave, she was hoping for more fun. We discussed things between us well into the night and made plans. The biggest being work, we had to keep that part quiet. We left right after lunch making sure the place was spic and span from our use. Turning everything off like I am suppose to do. I really didn't want to leave but didn't have any choice. It was such a great weekend. We stopped and ate dinner at a fine dining establishment. We did get some strange stares, me looking like a who knows what reject and Jenny looking like a lovable slut if you ask me. Neither of us cared, we were happy. We went our separate ways home afterward. We each had things to do before tomorrow morning rolled around. I stepped into my one bedroom apartment, I never noticed before as it is always a mere comfortable functionality, my sanctuary. Suddenly it seemed so cold and lonely. I went to the kitchen counter and poured me a drink. I spied the picture of Laura and me on the hallway shelf. Might have been the best day we spent together I thought disdainfully and threw it in the trash can, the glass breaking. I grabbed a plastic bag going through the apartment gathering up her stuff. It wasn't much, she just had enough to spend the night once in a while. I even threw the sexy picture of her in the bag instead of hitting the trash can. I put the bag by the door, I had a sneaky suspicion she would show up. I had a second drink and the depression may have been stewing some more. I opened my laptop, I wanted a new place to live. Jenny and I discussed this and needed to keep us separated during the week as much as possible. We were worried that living together might spark something that would spill over into the workplace. That would be something other than sex, like a disagreement. The more I thought about it, it would happen anyway, less of a chance probably. Living together however, would raise some eyebrows in HR. I had a solution all of a sudden if one was still available. The expensiveness is in the eyes of the beholder. I called the cell phone number of the agent hoping I could get lucky. I did get lucky and even talked him into showing me the places this evening if I could get there in thirty minutes. Not completely an ideal solution but doable. The agent had a better idea if I didn't mind living in the country a bit. Three bedroom ranch with basement on five acres, much cheaper even. It was the perfect house in my mind but how was that going to solve my problem? Simple, he would take care of it, subdivide an acre to a separate address for future development, doesn't even need a building, just main road access which is easy. I bought the the property, now two properties, on the spot. Cash deal, should close in about fifteen days or less. Cash in my stock options and I would have enough to buy new furniture and some fix up cash to go with it. Problem solved, just need a mailbox as a surprise gift. When I returned, there was Laura leaving a note on the door. She wanted to talk to me. I said sure, opened the door, handed her the bag, enough said I told her and closed the door in her face. She rang the bell but I wouldn't answer. She finally got the hint and left. I wouldn't answer the phone either. I felt better about myself, another drink even happier. My thoughts were of Jenny and the weekend. I started looking into more detail about the lifestyle on the internet. I only looked casually before to understand more about uncle Charles and aunt Ruth before. I even looked up the swinging lifestyle for more understanding. I realized they were in all probability swingers and used the other to intensify their relationship. I never thought about it at the time, could I have sex with my aunt? She was family after all, though only related by marriage not blood. Maybe they were having issues with the same question and why they left abruptly. Maybe they were afraid of my reaction. I thought Ruth was trying to make Jenny feel welcome but it might have been more than that. It may have been the proposal also and Charles felt we needed some alone time. I didn't know what I felt other than all my pent up sexual frustrations were gone. I decided I needed to see Jenny but didn't know where she was living. I went by her old place and greeted by her ex, I figured she might still be living there. I found out their marriage had been a sham all but the first six months. He was happy she had finally gotten her dream guy, the last six months had been hell living together. In his terms, a sudden need to be treated like like a piece of trash, he didn't have the heart but helped the best he could. His partner was a nice guy as well as he served us coffee. His best guess, she might be sharing a place with a platinum blonde bimbo named Raquel he thought. I knew a platinum blonde bimbo, we both did, but her name isn't Raquel. I was at a loss and she hadn't answered my calls either. I went home feeling good that I hadn't broken up or actually interfered with their marriage. I did wonder why she put up with it for so long. Security? Repression? Shame? We never discussed her marriage other than it was over and had been for a long time even before she started working for me. Most of what we talked about was the weekend, her love for me, how to handle work and our future. I fell asleep but unsettled that Jenny wasn't curled up beside me. I guess I am hopelessly in love with her. I went to work the next morning. Carla, the receptionist, flagged me down with two messages already. One from Laura to call her ASAP and one from Jenny saying she would be a couple hours late. I wondered why? I called Laura as I wanted to get her off my chest for good and felt like talking to her now. I told her she was the one with commitment issues, not me, and she ought to take a long look at herself in a mirror and decide what she really wanted. She came to the same conclusion over the weekend because our relationship wasn't going anywhere and realized it was her fault. She had the habit of making me feel like a heel of course. She actually wanted to talk with me to say she was sorry and end it herself. About as close to an agreement either of has had in months. About twenty minutes after dealing with Laura and looking over some paperwork, I got a call from the the real estate agent saying he had all the paperwork ready and the offer was accepted. He could do a rush job and get all the preliminary inspections and surveys done and close in five or six days, just needed my signature. I told him I would be there after lunch, I was taking the afternoon off. I made a call after that selling out enough of my stock options to buy the place in cash. I was actually saving them for part of the vacation home. I figured it would be better to leave my other funds alone. That made my dream evaporate but felt this was more important. Well, not evaporate completely, but probable. I had just hung up when there was a knock at the door. I knew it couldn't be Jenny, she would have buzzed me instead of knocking. "Come in." I muttered cheerfully. I was surprised, Carla, told her to take a seat. What was this all about? Long platinum blonde hair in a pony tail, wearing an off white two button blazer. The blazer separated at the bottom showing a little of her fabulously toned midriff and her dangling belly adornment. I wondered how she kept those puppies up so high with a good amount of cleavage showing. Matching white leather skirt just short of knee length but rode up well when she sat down, showing off her white stocking tops. Feet encased in white three inch pumps. Jenny and I always had a standing bet, mine was thirty-four triple D, twenty-four, thirty-four. Like I said, walking sex bomb. Truthfully, a little reserved for her, though sitting at her desk, most people only saw the cleavage, face and hair. I think the powers that be like her in the position the way she is. Relaxes many of the customers, though a few women complain every now and then. Especially the ones that work here, Carla always took care of them though I found out, somehow. That was the rumor anyway. Never any rumors of her having sex with anyone or a date even, though many wanted to, a couple of them women. "How can I help you Carla?" I asked quite quizzically. I hope I am not choking on my tongue. "I need a favor from you." She stated in her lilting voice. "What kind of favor?" I asked stunned. Why would she ask me for a favor? I hardly knew her. "There is this position opening up that I want desperately. I think I have what it takes to do the job and here is my resume." She said handing me a two page report. I looked the resume over, well scanned really as I didn't fully read it all. It looked really good and for a PA job. I couldn't figure out why she was giving it to me other than to look over. Did she want my input? "Looks really good." I said congratulating her. "Thank you Sir. Are you interested Mr Talbot?" She asked. "Huh?" I said stupefied. "Maybe you should read the last part instead of skimming Sir." She meekly laughed. I didn't read 'Special Abilities' near the bottom with 'References' last which is usually a bunch of inclusive junk, I quit at 'Abilities' which was long enough. I read it three times after that. Trained and willing consensual slave when needed without a Master. When I saw 'References', I was going to tell her it wasn't necessary for a job within the company but I was thinking maybe it was outside the company and didn't read it either. Jenny was listed first and a Master Luke afterward. What the fuck? "I don't understand, you want...." I said dumbfounded not knowing what to say or ask. "Let me explain Sir. Jenny found out what you really wanted in a woman and I have been teaching her. I say she succeeded beyond her wildest dreams and we had a long talk last night. You see, She found me crying in the bathroom at the Christmas party. Luke lost his job though it didn't pay much, I had been more or less supporting him or us for years. He got a new job a long ways off paying even less. I didn't want to leave and start over again and wanted him to stay here and marry me. He would find something here eventually even if it was dog walking, I didn't care. He said I deserved better and left." Carla explained. "Are you applying for a PA job or as a slave?" I asked still confused. "Both Sir. Jenny decided or we decided last night, she is going to quit and be your full time slave and wife. It is what she desires more than anything, especially after you proposed. Nice ring by the way. You will need someone to replace her and I want the job. Jenny can teach me quickly what she does for you. As for the slave part, I don't have a Master any longer. What I like doesn't exactly grow on trees. Jenny said you could help until I do." Carla explained. "So you dress the way you do because of Luke?" I asked as I always wondered. "Yes and no. I have always dressed like a slut, it is part of me. Jenny is trying to tone it down so it isn't as obvious but I have a hard time letting go. She said I needed a slow change anyway so people wouldn't wonder and my current wardrobe doesn't permit a fast change. Not all that easy to find something that fits just right we found out." Carla explained. "Why so hard to find a new Master?" I asked. "Because Sir, I am a slut bitch in heat." She said. "Huh?" I said not understanding and Carla started laughing. "Jenny said that would be how you would react. Dresses like a slut and puppy trained Sir. I like being treated like a dog, in heat sometimes." Carla said. I didn't understand it all. Maybe just an inkling of what she described. I thought we might be able to iron that out later. Not that I wasn't interested in Carla, I think we could come to terms. I was more interested in the part about Jenny. I didn't want to discuss it with Carla though. "If I asked you right now to get down on all fours and bark like a dog, you would?" I asked. "No Sir. Jenny and I discussed that as well, not at the office. If you were my full time Master I would without question. Jenny said you would probably agree to part time, weekends maybe." Carla said making it clear. "Why did Jenny take the morning off?" I asked pondering what else to think of. "She had a few things to take care of. Paws and claws were one of those." Carla said showing off her well manicured nails though not long. Jenny took more care of her nails lately, now I understood why. "How did Jenny find about you exactly? I mean, I doubted you would have came out with the whole story." I asked as it was the next thing that popped into my mind. "Jenny heard what was said and pieced it together. Several us were talking in a group, one of the husbands came by and said they had to be leaving to let the dog out. I lost it and ran to the bathroom crying, the alcohol I drank didn't help. Jenny and I made a deal after that." Carla explained. "Jenny was rather vague on how she found out what I wanted. Did she tell you?" I asked. "Your browser history, you had been reading stories I think. She was confused because she knew Laura was nothing like that and couldn't get a reading on you one way or the other. She came home crying Friday night because she didn't have the nerve to beg you to take her with you on the trip. I had to push her out the door to go find you and roll the dice." Carla stated. As wacky as it sounds, just like Jenny to piece tidbits of information together. It suddenly occurred to me that she kept dropping subtle hints to find out my reaction. That was why she didn't try anything, she was afraid she was wrong. "Here is your resume back, I don't think I need it sitting around my office. I want to talk to Jenny before I decide anything." I said thinking it over. Tad and Jenny: Their Story "Yes Sir, I understand. If you need anything just buzz me." Carla said getting up and left. Wait she said buzz, not call. What is going on. Another knock at the door. What the hell? "Come in." I muttered again. Jenny comes in all smiles and looking like a wet dream. Make up and nails done to perfection. Red velvet collar around her neck with a little ring that looked more like a decoration with a red velvet leash dangling down to her breasts. Red gauzy see through blouse, unbuttoned well below her breasts giving only a clear glimpse of her small orbs. Her nipples and rings prominently sticking out from the tight teasing rubbing they were receiving. Red velvet quarter cup bra I assumed as you could see the ornamental front closure. Red velvet skirt of barely modest length, light red stockings and red five inch sandals with a half inch platform. Carla may have stirred my cock with her puffy red lips and look, this vision is zipper busting and painful. I had to stand up to fix myself. "My Master likes!" Jenny squealed running to me. "Fucking right!" I exclaimed catching her and pulling her in for a hard kiss. "Sir, You don't know how long I have wanted to say this right here. Fuck your slutty slave! Please!" She excitedly said. Didn't have to tell me twice. I sat back done in my chair with my slacks and boxers pushed to my ankles, I wanted her mouth first and made her get on her knees. I wanted all three holes and cum in her pussy. I knew I wouldn't last long being so excited and I wanted to hold off. She fucked me with her mouth for about three minutes before I made her stop already. That was how excited I was and needed to calm down already. I had her bend over the desk and used my fingers to tease her and lube her tight ass, she didn't wear panties and was soaking wet. She was already panting and in the same heated state I was in. I started to slide into her rear entrance slowly but she pushed back sinking herself fully onto my cock. I made maybe ten strokes and was ready to burst again and it took every ounce of will power to stop myself. I pulled out and jammed my cock into her soaking wet cunt. I didn't even move, her cunt clamped onto my cock and she squealed in delight and wiggled. I erupted right then, I didn't think I was ever going to stop squirting. Both of us were panting hard, her cunt squeezing the last few drops out of me. We both fell to the floor, I was the only thing holding her up as her legs gave way the same as me. We started laughing at each other. "You buzzed Sir" I heard Carla say, laughing at us as well. "I did." Jenny said feebly. "How may I be of assistance." Carla whimsically said. "You know damn well why your here." Jenny said gruffly. "Well, you two need to get up off the floor first." Carla retorted with a laugh setting a paper on the desk with a silver object. "Get us all a bottle of water out of the fridge." Jenny ordered. I didn't have a clue what was going on once again, sound familiar, but we both managed to get off the floor and made a resemblance of getting our clothes in order. We kissed again passionately as I heard Carla set the bottles on the table. "Well, I can come back later if your going at it again. Besides, I expected longer than fifteen minutes." Carla intoned. "No, it is nearly lunch time. It was a breathtakingly wonderful fifteen minutes I have you know. " Jenny said breaking our kiss. "Well then, sign here. I will put my seal on it, make copies and file it free of charge as a present." Carla winked. "How did you pull this off?" I asked looking at the marriage certificate. "Sometimes it is who you know Sir." Carla giggled. "Why the change in heart Jenny?" I asked before signing. "Carla and I discussed it. With me here, you would never get any work done. Neither would I for that matter. I need to work a half day to get my holiday pay. Carla will be the perfect replacement. So, after lunch, I will resign and you can hire Carla to take my spot. Need the certificate to continue insurance with you." Jenny explained. I had no qualms about the entire works as her argument was sound. The three of us had a celebratory long lunch. Did I ever get some stares or was it the girls. Jenny was the slut she wanted to be, my cum had run down the inside of her stockings leaving a white trail. Carla made a joke about that and we all laughed. Carla opened her blazer at lunch to be comfortable, she was wearing a white leather bustier that tied tightly. Now I know how her puppies were held up. After lunch and the real estate agent, we went to HR and had everything taken care of. Carla called and got a file number reserved just in case we needed it. Jenny had presents, a ring for me, she thought I might need one around here. A necklace for Carla, a dog bone with her name engraved on it, Jenny saw it and couldn't resist. A present for her from me actually, Tad's Slave Wife engraved on a heart pendant that attached to the collar. I was going to take the afternoon off, but we stayed at the office and had another round. Carla had to go to the courthouse is why. Needless to say a lot got done, just not work. Luckily, nothing was going on for a change. I showed my new wife her wedding present, the new house. Pictures didn't do it justice. She was very happy, Carla was even happier I think, more room for her fetish. It took nine days to close but no one cared by that time. We were all happy until the after Thanksgiving Day swing party with uncle Charles and aunt Ruth. I had made a breeding cage for Carla. The front resembled stocks for her head and hands and well padded, her ass stuck out the cage door in back, her legs were cuffed and spread. The bars of the cage were wide enough for hands and arms so her tits could be played with, she loved that. The cage and Carla rested comfortably on a thick gym mat. Uncle Charles said she was the ultimate bitch in heat. Most of the men and some of the women had fun with her. She was the happiest puppy in the world after we let her out. Well used and tired but that didn't last long. Carla found her new Master that night and married at Christmas. Needless to say I needed another new PA. The single girls all lined up for a chance. What can you say, I had two and both ended up married, that was a sign to them. I took the married woman with a stable home life that wanted to change bosses desperately. She has been my loyally happy PA since.