All she was wearing was a large black bow on the back of her head and a tiny black bow clipped in her pubic hair.She said, "Good evening, Mr. Bradley....Won't you please come in? My master and mistress are waiting for you in the sitting room."He winked and followed her, delighting again in watching her trim ass undulating slightly as she did. Both Dan's and Cindy's eyes were dancing as they greeted him and took seats. Cathy took drink orders and moments later returned with his drink which she. He was in his early fifties, about six feet tall and a muscular and fit 190 pounds. He had salt and pepper hair and piercing blue eyes but what interested me most was what he was rubbing through his pants.My face was perfectly positioned at the level of his crotch so I was excited to have a front row seat as he reached down and unbuttoned his pants. Slowly he pulled the zipper down as my pulse increased. I always love this part, the actual reveal of the object of my lust. His growing package. We hadn't talked for almost a week since we had dinner together and had really great sex. And then sex in the morning before she kicked me out acting all embarrassed again. Anyway, I was so horny that I went over pretty early to pick her up and hoped to maybe seduce her again. When I got to her house I was disappointed when I saw Roger's car in the driveway. Roger being her boyfriend. I guess he wanted to spend time with her before she went away for a week. But then I got kind of excited. She had a full head of steam and was roaring down the track. “You BASTARD! You were supposed to pick me up two hours ago! Where the hell have you been?” As Richard began gurgling out an apoplectic response, Wendy turned slightly and noticed the television set. The set now showed a pair of bimbos walking across the beach in minuscule bikinis. Whirling to face her husband, her face red and enraged, she screamed, “You goddamned son of a bitch!” and swung a fist at him.Sputtering an apology,.