She stepped closer. He picked up her musk perfume for the first time. “Would you like to see my… catacombs?” she purred, stroking his arm.“Why...yes… though the Historic Heritage guide which I found on the internet never said anything about catacombs.”“That’s because they’re PRIVATE. My exclusive domain. That’s where I live. Follow me!”Once again, she seemed to glide across the hall floor, headed for a small gothic-arched doorway in a dark corner. She threw back its rusted iron bolts and pushed. Now I shift position so I can lie on myback, allowing the fluid to gravitate to my backside. My diaper is nowthoroughly wet and begins leaking onto the cotton sheet. Fortunately, Ihad put a rubber mattress pad on the bed weeks before.My penis is now so hard and stiff that it actually aches. My pre-cumjuices are flowing freely now which serves to lubricate the front of mydiaper. I now lie on my tummy again and begin grinding and rotating myhips against the mattress. The feeling is exquisite, all. It was a most erotic spectacle as I watched her sitting on the edge of her bed, her eyes looking straight-ahead and nowhere in particular. She first took off her blouse and she let if fall on the bed next to her. She then reached behind her back with both hands, and once the hooks of her bra were undone, she pulled both shoulder straps down and took the garment off. As soon as she was finished she once again stretched on her back.For the next few minutes, my eyes devoured the sight of her naked. Shree called me requesting to help her find a new rental house as the lease for the current one had expired and her landlord did not want to renew it. As luck would have it, my neighbor was to go abroad for a couple of years and his being a bachelor pad was ready to move in. Shree jumped at the idea of staying next door. Later that weekend the formalities were completed. I had the house cleaned up and headed to pick up Shree. There were 3 heavy bags to be lugged back. Ours being an old 2.