I went into the kitchen and was in the process of making the drinks when she entered and asked if I needed any help. "No, thank you, I'm about through..." "You know, Raymond," she began, "I've been dying to get into your pants since the first time I saw you at (B's) job." Well, I just about dropped the drinks I was handing her at this sudden revelation, and all I could think of to say was, "And I'd love to get into your pants, too!" She disappeared quickly back into the living room, and by the. Hop on up, you know the drill" Vera said sweetly with a professional smile.Charlotte got up on the soft cushioned table and lay on her stomach, keeping her arms at her sides. The table itself was quite comfortable and actually designed for massages except for one glaring exception. It had stirrups at the foot of the table, just like at her gynaecologist’s office. Charlotte prayed that she would not be required to use the stirrups today. Something about the thought of lying back on the table. The moment she touched it, I was hard again and my hips bucked. She told me to put my hands on her shoulder for support and stand which I did. I could feel soap water trickling and covering my balls too and flowing below. She said always wash this part clearly. She ran her fingers along the shaft, stroking and murmured “beautiful”. Saying this she took my penis in her hand and said, “it’s so big. So you are now becoming a man”. She then asked do you ever do anything when you are like this. I. It will be more or less like a blindfold. I was both surprised and turned on by this. I asked if I would be able to breathe with that over my head? Tim kissed me on the lips and said, oh yes you'll be able to breathe just fine. You'll just not be able to see a thing that I'm doing to you. All you'll be able to do is enjoy what I'm going to do to you.This was something totally new and I could feel myself getting wetter as Tim slipped that silk or satin bag over my head. The room went totally.