"I'll see if there's a spark Slave. Then come over for some worship."
Now that's a plan.
When she did show up, I was buttoning down my brief (so to speak), and she had some interesting news.
"He works for that company involved in that controversial ******* deal. Slave! We spent a lot of time talking about that and the local politicians and judges involved in it."
As it turns out the brief was was slaving away on was directly on point - something I was working on for a local political committee with a point of view on the subject. And their POV was aligned with Mistress's "date's" employer.
I quickly had Mistress settled into her "throne", and she wriggled out of her black undies. Tights season is long over here in the heartland. Soon she was focused on the tongue plying her clean shaven folds, and it seemed she enjoyed my devotions.
Once my work down there was done, I asked for her verdict on the guy we will call "Mr. Naptown".
"Not so sure Slave. He's a little boring. I told him that I would charge a lot of people for all the information I was sharing."
"Actually, it sounds like this guys company could use what you normally sell, Mistress."
"Don't think I wasn't thinking exactly that, Slave."
So while drinks with Mr. Naptown may not have turned into anything hot in the "between the sheets" category, it may be his employer could be a hot prospect for Mistress.
Who needs Linked-In when you have Ashley Madison?
