We talked for a bit as we dressed for the day ahead. As it was harvest time for the tobacco plants our days were pretty busy with hard physical work. ...ncle Joe grew shade tobacco, so the leaves were harvested by hand, processed and shipped off to the cigar factory to be used as wrappers. I made us coffee and toast while my uncle whipped up some scrambled eggs and bacon. While we ate, I told him about the questions that I had. He tried to be reassuring but, in the end, he explained that I was. I flushed red with shame as I stammered "I ... I ... I want to ... ummmm... I want to keep it? A sou ... souvenir from tonight?" I finished tyingit and opened my purse to put it in."Fuck me. You are a kinkly slut!" He zipped his trousers up. "Kinky and abit of a whore judging by all those condoms you have. Are you planning touse all thse condoms tonight?" No. No I'm not," I replied as I slowly got up from my kneeling position,gently easing the stiffness out of my legs and feeling the pain of. She was curious about the logistics of such a gift. Who would pay the bills? I would and that I would mean I would have to continue working. Who would be responsible for the household chores we split 50/50? I would be willing to take on the chores under her direction. What about our friends? They may see a difference in our relationship but there is no need to involve them. Then she asked the big question, what if I disagree with her? I said that my gift was to surrender to her. I plan to meet a man I have met online. I have never done anything like this before so the heart is racing. I get ready and wear a lace dress with nothing underneath, bright red to match my lipstick. I am ready and await a text to say he is in the car park at the back of my house. With a long black coat and high heels I creep out to the garages. Awaiting in the car is the man I have met online. My heart races as I have seen his huge cock many times on site. Its long and thick. A good size cock,.