“Yes, but what are those boxes for, and the board?” I asked.“Good questions!” she said.“Not so unobservant after all”, I quipped, though I...regretted it immediately. I realised it is not wise to bait one’s mistress right after she opened herself up and unveiled she has a plan. Live and learn.“Toilet time. We have to get you clean inside”, she said.“Oh, come on”, I complained.“NOW!” she shouted, making me jump.I made my way to the toilet, sulking. She enjoyed arse play sometimes (I didn’t, much). I will never forget the feeling of that beautiful cock sliding into my mouth. I thought that it would make me sick, but I was in euphoria. I could still smell and taste that wonderful, distinct essence of cum left on his cock from the blowjob that he received from the other man 45 minutes before. The rest felt very natural, just sucking, licking, playing with his balls and stopping every few minutes to admire it all. This went on for some time although I hadn't realized that I had progressively. She then went to change. She asked me to get the towel. History repeats itself.I got reminded of my 14 year old self who had his first erection. I went to give her the towel and she was stark naked again this time. I had an instantaneous hard on. She showed me the wet spot on her underwear and told,”look at what you did to me”. I was shocked, my mother was as horny as I was. It felt so good.She told,”Let me finish what you just began”and pulled me into the washroom. i was taken by surprise. I. "Why, thank you! Do you recognise it from somewhere perhaps?" and shegave me a cheeky wink before striking a pose with her tongue out and herhands up like a begging puppy. It sparked a moment of realisation in me."No way!" I gaped, "That's not the same maid costume you wore the otherweek for your shoot with Leon is it?" As I said this I quickly lookedround to make sure Abbie wasn't within listening distance. Mind you, withthe music thumping she would have had to be stood right next to me tohave.