Hercape came off her shoulders, and floated over to the chair by thewindow. Her hand brushed down the front of her dress, and all thebuttons became un...one. It dropped to the floor, she stepped out of it,and it joined the cape on the chair. The shoes unbuttoned themselves,and she stepped out of them. She stood there dressed only in a black,heavily boned corset, black nylons, and her gloves. The corset was avery severe one, her waist looked to be very small. She looked at him,and said, as she. “Comfortable, Sir,” I told him. I felt it was time to really get my head into the right space. “And horny.”“Really?” he asked.“Yes, really,” I replied. “Just thinking about how vulnerable I am in this position makes me wet.”“Do you like that feeling?”“Definitely,” I said honestly. “I want to experience whatever you have in mind for me, for us.”“Oh, you will,” he assured me. “But let’s get the other piece of equipment I bought set up first.”I could smell myself now and I wondered if he could. OK, we organised a session during the week day, easier for him to leave his company and less chance of his wife finding out, no sitters required, all good. We booked a motel for 11 o-clock and stayed until 3:00pm, fucking Monica every which way, doubled up on her, spit roasted her but I as usual, mainly watched and took a few good pics of the action. Monica looked fantastic, white corset, white stockings and white bikini g-string panties much to Nigel's viewing pleasure. As soon as Monica. Dann kam der Tag, welcher alles verändern sollte. Es war morgens am 15. Dezember und noch dunkel, da es ein Samstag war lag ich noch in meinem Bett und schlief als es an der Tür klingelte. Mum und Marianne waren schon unterwegs und ich wollte eigentlich gar nicht aufstehen, doch es klingelte immer wieder bis ich mich doch dazu entschloss zu Tür zu gehen. Als ich verschlafen und nur mit T-Shirt und Boxershorts bekleidet öffne, stehen zwei Polizisten vor mir.Sie fragten mich, ob ich Jan Steiner.