I now realized that she had taken off her top and her panties. I felt her firm breasts and hard nipples up against my back and her moist warm pussy ag...inst my leg. I asked her if she was aware of what she was doing and she relied yes. She put her arm around me and started rubbing my chest. I told her she was going to get herself into something that she might not want. She just replied that she knew what she was doing. I turned to face her and she gave me a warm kiss and slid her hand down to my. “Well whore,” she purred, “now I have you all to myself!” Most of the house had retired to bed at 11pm as Connor required of them and so few saw Connor’s beautiful Irish assistant dressed in her highest black heels, tight pencil skirt and white silk blouse leading a naked blonde girl with a hourglass figure and heavy round breasts through the hallways by a leash from the girl's collared throat. However the click click of Miss Stevens heels were enough to draw the attention of one or two. She says there’s something she needs to tell you. She wouldn’t tell me what it was, but...”“But what?”“But I think I can sort of guess what it is.”“So what is—”“Well, I can’t tell you, can I?” She rolled her eyes. “I mean, I might be wrong. And even if I’m not...” She shrugged. “You know. So, you’ll go see her tonight?”“I’ll check with Vicky that it’s all right for me to be home late. It shouldn’t be a problem, but if she says no, I’ll let you know.”Emily nodded. After a pause, she said, “Rissa. It made her appearwanton. She struck a few poses that drove me wild with need. Then sherubbed the front of my embarrassing diaper for several minutes, keepingme hard while she made jokes about not being able to feel my small penisthrough all that material. I was hoping that transmitting thosepictures had been a ruse, that she hadn't done any such thing, and thatshe was about to reveal that the scene had just been a game she wasplaying to cater to my cuckold fantasy. That desperate hope was.