the lakefront mansion

Elena leads you through vast, echoey halls. In the home office, Alice 'accidentally' locks the door behind you two while Elena scouts the yard.

"On your knees, Penny," she commands. You drop immediate, heart pounding.

You get to work servicing her quickly, pulling her red panties aside, tongue eager.

You could get addicted to her scent. Her moans are hushed, but the risk electrifies you. She finishes fast, pulling you up just as Elena knocks.

"Everything okay?" Elena asks.

"Fine," Alice says smoothly. "Just discussing details. Trevor will like this office, separate from the rest of the house and a great view of the lake."

"Definitely, this option is ideal for creating separation. There are two wings, you could easily separate out the private master living quarters and have your assistant" She eyes you with an expression that is both professional and a little demeaning "live in the other wing where there are spaces for guests and entertaining."

"I'd definitely appreciate the privacy that allows."

You nod, cheeks burning, the reason for "privacy" the types of "guests" she's planning to entertain sinking in. She's planning for her own adventures. The pain of that possibility is twinged with a desire to plant yourself firmly in them. You won't lose her, whatever it takes.