Was I really ready to give him all the control?I put on a see-through black lace, clingy dress. Underneath I had on a black lace bra and thong. I put ... little gloss on and opened the door to find him sitting by the bed.He was in his white dress shirt, slacks, and tie, looking more fuckable than in the pictures he had sent me. I stood by the doorway.He asked, “Are you ready for this, Alice? Do you remember your safe word?”I nodded. “I need to hear you say yes. That nod won't do.”“Yes, Sir. I'm. Her whole body tingles as she reads the message, slightly twisting in her chair, her pussy pumps slightly and juices run into every crevice in her cunt.She smiles as she reads and her nipples tingle, her breasts swell a little as she is turned on by the message she reads on, her prominent nipples push through her blouse.As she sits swaying on the chair, her legs open, the short black skirt, revealing the hold ups she is wearing.She quickly taps back a message to reply, she tells the sender to. Again, it was obvious that this was not the first time for these two. Fred made a slow but steady push into Tom’s ass. Tom responded with groans, gasps and moans of “Oh my God that feels so damn good.” In one relentless push, Fred went balls deep into Tom’s rectum. After a brief pause to let Tom finish adapting, Fred began a slow steady stroking of his friend’s ass. Fred punctuated his fucking with occasional remarks about how good it felt and how tight Tom’s ass was. Tom for his part was. There was a stirring and a fine coach pulled up. The front door of the house opened and out walked O’Brien. He was dressed in top-hat and tails, obviously headed for a night on the town.He had an absolutely sensational woman on his arm. She was all dolled up for the evening, in a tight-fitting emerald green gown that contrasted beautifully with her wealth of copper curls.The dress showcased a spectacular pair of tits. I knew those tits intimately. They belonged to my wife. That explained.