Care to hear it?” I say to him. “Um, is it about me handling you for a week as your assistant?” he asks me. This really stunned me. I know only one person must have told him this, but I’m OK with it as I really want him to show me what he has learned from Dakota. “Well, I guess that favor is blown all to hell,” I say to him. “No, it’s not. Dakota prepped me to start thinking about what you will need. She mentioned that you might be wanting to take me japanese to Dallas,” he tells me. “Well, she’s right. Dallas is still doing poorly, even though I met with the President of the Pinetree as well as the district managers of the restaurant group,” I tell him. “When would you like to go?” John asks. “How about tomorrow, we’ll take the jet, but bring an overnight change of clothes just to be safe,” I tell him. Although he never looks up from his cereal, I know that he heard me and is thinking about what needs to be done. I like working from home. I tend to work at a leisurely pace, but more importantly I sit around in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. Of course, my little Dakota will wear one of my white tee shirts and no panties and tease me repeatedly, which always makes me smile. She and I had a delightful time on a quick trip to Seattle. “John, I’m going to stay here and work from the house today, so feel free to wear some shorts and a tee shirt if you want,” I tell him. I see him smile as I know, he likes being like me and wearing shorts makes him more relaxed. I take my laptop out of my bag and open it up at the kitchen table. John pours me a glass of pineapple juice, which feels a bit weird as usually, it is Dakota or one of the ladies who take care of that for me. When I log on to the email portal, I see an email from the guy I promoted in Tampa asking big cocks where I want him to travel next. I take a few minutes and look at the top 1% of the restaurant group. I like what I’m seeing out of the Boston group and send him there for the next couple of weeks. I tell him in the email, that I would like him to visit three or four restaurants there and pick one that might be a asian good candidate for the project. I also asked him to stay at a Pinetree and give me his opinion of the stay. I see another email from Roger. He once again wants me to hire the four guys from the Secret Service to act as a protection detail when Jill or I are out of the Chateau. Roger knows that the windows have all been replaced because John sent him pictures of the work. I told Roger that when I return from Dallas, I’ll have a sit down with them. John interrupts me. “David, since we are going to Dallas, should I set up a meeting for you with the tire recappers? The plant is just outside of Dallas, and I thought blowjob you might like to see it,” John tells me. I like the idea and tell him to make the arrangements, but don’t list a specific time as I’m not sure how long firing several district managers will take. Although, the young lady that we promoted last time I was there was doing well. Her numbers were not stellar, but they were much better than the entire rest of the market in Dallas. Looking at the Dallas numbers, made me think about the Las Vegas restaurant. Their numbers were doing well, not at the top of the chain, but certainly still in the top amateur 10%. Celebrating twenty blowjob years of a successful marriage…except for a few weeks there when they both went sideways before getting back on track. I drank her cream. I begrudgingly thanked Passion once again, and dripped like butter into the hedonism of my lover. "I've never shot out that much japanese before. All the team was there singing for ME. There was a big cocks pie and amateur I asian was so happy. He keep thrusting his cock between my tits faster and faster as he moans. An apparatus clearly designed to restrain me and hold me in any position needed or desired. I was a little shocked by the suddenness of it all, but it was great. She looks back and sees the words "back that pussy up slut" scribbled over the hole and shudders. The figure darted away, perhaps on wings. The girl's vision was a spinning, nauseating blur from the eye still able to see, the other immediately swollen and blind; with what little strength she had she rose up on her hands and knees, spitting blood from her lips and making her way back to her previous position before her. She leaned forward slightly, “Sister Julia bit off more than she could chew, if you get my meaning.” I stared at her, the implication teasing the back of my mind, sinking slowly into realization. After greedily sucking my prick until there was nothing left to get, she swallowed my semen down her throat. She started to caress his balls. How bad does her ass look?" I tell them that we are through for the day. Surprisingly there wasn’t a build up of dust on the thing. Do you want to be my submissive?