Finally, having come up with nothing, Judy glanced at the clock. She was relieved to find she still had plent of time. Somehow she had to get rid of t...e evidence of the sleepless, exhausting night. Mrs. Steven Shein sounded like class and polish, and Judy wanted to make the best impression possible.Judy stripped off her clothes while the water was warming up. Then she stepped into the cloud of steam and under the pounding spray. The exhausted aching in her shoulders and neck faded quickly under. I was lacedinto a black latex corset that pushed my breasts high on my chest butleft most of them bare. There were black over-the-knee leggings, alsolatex, and too-tall pumps. A silly little apron. A flouncy, lacy cap. I was the perfect kink stereotype - the latex French maid. Raoul swept in, his latest chippy in tow behind him. She was young,leggy and blonde. Not like me. I'm all curves and boobs and ass andwild dark hair. Typical Raoul. I stood on tip toe - not much of a taskin six. I put my lips only millimeters from his teasing him before I kissed him with a burst of passion. I could taste the minty coolness of his breath as our tongues danced in each other mouths, I pushed him back making him fall onto the bed pulling me with him. I straddled him still kissing as we landed on the king-size bed together. He broke for breath and stared deeply into my emerald eyes, i kissed down his neck to his chest, down his six pack to his trousers where I stopped, looking up at him. I. ”Only when he pulled back the covers did he remember he was naked. Although he normally wore a nightshirt, tonight in celebration of his restored health, he was wearing nothing. Instead of appearing shocked or making a comment, Karla climbed up on the high bed — almost four feet off the floor — and knelt beside him.“Milord,” she said softly, “permit me to present my body to you.” Cradling her breasts he said, “These are my tits, Milord. With God’s help they will nourish your.