Melinda stumbles into the living room with John a few steps behind her.

John moves to her side and slips his arm around her; she is warm and moist with sweat, and the temperature is already 94 degrees. It is only 9AM. He brings her slowly up the stairs and lays her on the bed.

She pulls her dress up over her face.
"Help?"

John tries to stop from laughing. It is almost too funny to watch though. Melinda is trying to escape from her own clothes and is too drunk from the Mimosas from brunch to take them off herself.

Melinda with her face covered smirks, knowing that John can’t resist her and her silliness. She is looking forward to the end of the day when they are both more recovered. Their secret room is completely ready for them, and she is itching to get in there.

John helps her put on her bikini and they walk out to the pool. He brings her another Mango Mojito, her favorite, and drinks deeply of his own. Melinda looks drained from their escapade from last night but still exquisitely beautiful.

Melinda knows that he is watching her and tries to keep up the drunk act just a little longer. She decides it’s time to do a little moving around to entice her "Master" into a little solo fun with her. Not that it is all that difficult to do but still. She brings herself to a seated position and looks to the pool toys, finding their two-person cabana on water she runs to fetch it and brings it into the pool.

Climbing in she motions for John to follow.
Quietly they sleep for a while until Melinda feels that familiar burn in her stomach that means it’s time for her surprise.

"Baby, come into the house for a bit; let’s shower and have some light dinner."

John unquestioningly opens his eyes and moves to grab her.

"Lets go out to eat; I don’t want you cooking."

"I already ordered sushi.  It will be here in a few minutes."

"Oh ok, let’s go then."

"Can you get the door please when it comes and just leave it in the kitchen while I clean myself up?"

“Sure baby."

Melinda smiles to herself and makes her way to the bathroom to shower. Little does he know what she is going to do. She showers extra well to clean out all the other sex smells still left from the night before and shaves any remnants of hair that have started to come back in. She jumps out just in time to hear the doorbell and the sushi arrive. She quickly dries off and reaches for the intercom.

“Baby, settle into your nice couch, and I will be there with the food in a few minutes ok?"

She knows he will do this immediately because he loves to be treated like a little king. She hurriedly puts on her favorite honey lotion, then the honey dust powder on her pussy lips. The final touch is to dry her hair, put on her makeup and lipstick, and the final piece - her slave collar. Rushing to look her best, she throws her hair up in a loose twist - easier for her baby to grab and pull. Smiling at her reflection, Melinda takes a last deep breath and puts herself into slave mode.

She exits their bedroom and makes her way to the kitchen silently. She prepares the sushi onto their special dishes and grabs the chopsticks. Balancing the dishes and the glasses of warm