And as the company had prospered and expanded, taking on more and more employees, Anita had become more and more stressed out, due to her inability to delegate even the slightest authority to her subordinates. ass porn It had evolved during the previous year as Anita had discovered that sometimes she enjoyed being told what to do during her lovemaking with Don. He would walk in casually, ignoring her as before, and seat himself, pulling his chair up to the table smartly. This was another highlight of her evening, walking back and forth from the stove and counter, often with her behind red and tingling, offering him each dish, like a well-trained slave-girl should, and filling his plate until he held up his hand, signaling that he had enough. So now, every couple of weeks or sometimes more often, whenever the pressure began to build inside her and she felt herself coiling up like a watch-spring, snapping at her employees and practically grinding her teeth at the slightest problem or delay, Anita would sit down at her desk, take out her phone and send a text to her husband, Don.
