Beneath a well-wornblack leather jacket, the dark blue t-shirt hugging his torso waspulled rather tightly across his chest. It didn't look ill-fitting...somuch as snug. And it only served to show off how much effort I'd putinto keeping myself fit through the years.My eyes drifted to the rather noticeable outline of the pecs pushingagainst the front of the dark blue t-shirt. I'd seen them enough timesin the mirror to know that they were more like what one would find on aguy in his mid-thirties,. With teary eyes I looked up at her."Andrea, oh how can you do this to me?"She slapped my face hard."How dare you? How can I do this to you? You, the fuck, aredoing this to yourself. Who asked for it, who got fucked here?Me or you? I am not the one who fucked around. I am not the onewho was unfaithful."Once again she slapped my face. "And never call me Andrea again.I am Mistress Andrea for you."My head was ringing and I cried out loud."Please Mistress Andrea, don't hit me again. I'll be good.. More

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