Planning the Day

The next morning I woke up in the familiar embrace of my current owner and sighed happily. Last night was amazing and I couldn’t wait to have more just like it. Being Alyssa and Vicky’s plaything was awesome and I loved living with them but I still wanted more. Spending the night with Anne opened a door to many possibilities for me. I’m sure the girls had other friends and classmates they could loan me too. I just experienced the greatness of Vicky’s mom, which made me wonder how Alyssa’s would be. My head was swimming with thoughts like that as I got up to use the bathroom.

“Rick? Rick?!” I heard from the bedroom.

I finished up and made my way to the door but ran into a wall of soft flesh.

“What do you think you’re doing? I need you stay close to me while we’re in this apartment! What will I tell Vicky if something happens to you?”

She wrapped her arm around my hip and pulled me close to emphasize her point.

“I’m sorry ma’am! Please let me make it up to you by eating you out!”

About a half an hour later we were in the kitchen. The two of us had already showered and gotten ready for the day. Anne was sitting at the table sipping her coffee, with my semen added of course. She was dressed for work in a business suit while I was in my normal clothes. I was currently on the ground in front of her, lapping away at her exposed pussy.

“Mmm...okay that’s enough.” she said.

I crawled out from under the table and stood up.

“I hope you learned your lesson.”

“I certainly did ma’am.” I said apologetically.

There was a plate of bacon and eggs that she had prepared for me on the table. I promptly sat down and started eating.

“Thanks for breakfast ma’am!”

“It’s nothing. Just make sure you’ve eaten enough. I need to get you back to Vicky before I go to work.”

While I was certainly excited to see how horny Vicky and Alyssa would be when I returned, I was also curious about Anne’s workplace. She looked pretty sexy in her work attire and my mind drifted to thoughts of hot office ladies.

“Could I please see some pictures of your female employees?” I asked.

“Hmm? Yes, I guess I do have some I could show you.” she answered, then handed me her phone.

She didn’t seem like the type to be friendly enough to keep photos of her employees but sure enough they were there. Either my power just made them somehow exist or she maintained good work relationships. As I browsed her contacts I found that all of them were quite attractive, something that piqued my interest considerably. Now I just had to decide if I should head home or ask nicely if I could accompany Anne to work.