Chapter Twenty Eight
Return to Service
Cindi could not remember the last time that she was in the car. In fact, she could scarcely recall the last time that she had been outside the house. She sat quietly in the passenger seat of her wife’s limousine and wondered at the luxurious car that still had that aroma of the showroom. Like her new car, Cindi was the perfect statement for a wife who had everything. A lover, a feminised husband and a new house in the country. A powerful position in her company, a salary well into six figures and a life of luxury.
It was nothing less than she deserved!
“Good girl,” she said as the car swept the long curve and entered a long stretch that allowed her to unleash the power under her feet. “You will just love our new house. Loads of room and so seclude
