Quite busty, her short stature just emphasised her large breasts and her petite bottom. The smattering of freckles that appeared over her ...ose when she blushed just added to her cuteness. The front door bell rang, snapping her from her daydream. Her cable TV had died on her earlier in the week and the company had told her that a repairman would be calling on Wednesday. He's early, she thought, as she struggled into a pair of black leggings, stretching. John hesitated outside one - "that is my mother's room" - he said flatly,and then opened the next door. The room was warm and comforting. There wasan ornate vanity, a full-length antique mirror, pink and gold everywhere.But what caught Mike's eye was the picture above the fireplace. It was ahuge oil painting of a nude woman. She was blonde, looked in her earlytwenties, she looked out at the viewer with a sense of defiance, despiteher nudity. The painting was incredibly detailed, each blonde. Two burly consorts dragged the naked, wilted man by the arms from the recovery room to her private suite and launched him into the middle of her Persian carpet.She was sitting behind her desk, naked, on the back of a similarly naked servant. John looked up from the floor, and could see the other man's naked form clearly below the open frame of the writing desk. His crotch was completely smooth, no cock, no balls. The man wore nothing but a blindfold.On his back, he saw the now familiar sight of. She came back to senses and told me that lets do it in the evening. We came back on study but i clearly felt excitement in her body language after that.We went out for tea and shopping for few groceries in the evening and i had it running in my mind that how to proceed further and make her stay with me for night. Just then she said that her back pains a bit and i quickly proposed to give her massage at night. She said that she have to go back as she did not carry cloths for night and did not.