He was grinning but not meeting my eyes. "I can certainly think about it Sir. Can I have a few minutes to soak that in?" "Yes, certainly." "Is there any chance you want to throw me over your shoulder and haul me into the bedroom? I do some of my best thinking while getting fucked senseless." I highly doubted that. Since he often nearly forgot to breathe I didn't think he was going to be doing high level mental calculations. Still, it wasn't a bad idea.
