I am rather impressed." She smiled down at him, "I just have one small lesson for you before you go."She turned and strode purposely upstairs, red ha...r swishing behind her.When she returned Williams's mouth dropped open. Miss Danvers had been wearing tailored trousers and jacket, she had now attached a black strap on. The black leather harness fitted tightly around her waist, straps gripping her muscular buttocks."Good boy, that's just how I want that mouth," she strode towards him. "To your. I closed the door, and she winced as she heard it lock: My baby knew what was about to happen to her, and she also knew there wasn't a goddamn thing she could do about it. I was already fully erect.Not surprisingly, she was bundled up, even though the weather was warm: A woolen yellow shirt, obviously backed up by a bra, was trying (and failing spectacularly) to conceal her large, young breasts, while the silky-smooth legs I had lain between on so many glorious occasions were almost totally. I couldn't just hang up..."H-hello?" I stammered into the receiver."Eileen? Hey, it's Malcolm," his sexy voice said, driving my already sensitive body into overdrive. A small whine came out of my throat. "Um... This a bad time?" No- um... No I was just..." I was terrible under pressure, and I didn't have much experience with lying."Just what?" Nothing... So... What did you need, Malcolm?" I asked almost impatiently. Ironically, I was desperate to get rid of him just so that I could keep. I secured her in the back of my van, blindfolded her, and took my mask off. I went back through the house, locking the door, and made sure everything was switched off. I opened the garage door, drove the van out, and then shut the garage door. Getting her up to my flat wasn’t going to be easy. I knew Keith and his trophy wife were away, but that still left Mrs Johnston on the ground floor, she would probably shit a brick if she watched me struggling to get the bound Cynthia up the stairs. I.