She took a key from her purse and then unlocked the case, she gestured for me to open it. I opened the case and found it crammed with ladies clothing....Mistress led me to the bathroom and orderd me into the shower, I washed and shaved, but as I was about to leave, Mistress ordered me back in and proceeded to lather my legs, ordering me to shave. Once I was hairless she allowed me to get dried.Mistress told me to select some clothing and to get dressed. I selected matching bra, panties and. It sounded good to me as I was getting a hardon in my jeans and black speedo already.Their house was only a 5 minute walk from the bar.When we walked in the husband went to the kitchen to make some drinks and the wife pushed me down onto the couch and we started making out. Our lips (and tongues) were locked until the husband came back with our drinks.At this point the husband sat on the couch next to me and his wife got off my lap."Well Dave – you told us that you like bikinis and speedos. How. I lean back into him, not for my own pleasure and needs, but for his. I give myself more to him, allowing those deeper thrusts to become that much deeper inside me. His hands and fingers on my breasts, keeping them taunt, making me moan for him. He uses me, my body, as his toy. His own needs are rampant within me. I can feel the neediness over take the both of us. I feel him use me for mere pleasure. He takes what is his, and he takes it hard. My body is his to do as he wishes. I give myself. After breakfast we made our way to her room. She sat on her bed with her book while I sat on the chair and we revised our work testing each other. After about 2hrs of mind crunching revision Caitlyn slowly started teasing me. She started spreading her legs slowly but surely giving me a view up her skirt. And eventually she opened them wide enough so that I could see she was commando under the skirt. I look at her and saw the big smile she was giving back to me. I stood up off the chair and.