" Good Morning, mi Lady," Jordan said, faking a British accent. "Is mi Lady ready for breakfast to be served?"Playing along with his servant theme she...giggled then replied."Yes, my man! I'll have my breakfast now. Mind you—don't burn the toast. Be quick about it, Lady Patricia is hungry. She had a late night, thanks to a certain insatiable Doctor." If you'll be seated, mi Lady, breakfast will now be served."Patricia watched his talented fingers as he ladled out the bacon and eggs."Would mi Lady. A friendship grew between Di and Contessa. While Di remain a quite and reserve her friend Contessa was in a unhappy marriage. After the divorce Contessa only had one c***d. At this time I was 44 Di was 40 and Contessa was 59. Di and I are black, Contessa is white. During our engagement Di asked Contessa to be her maid of honor. Which she gladly accept. I wondered if Contessa and I met while I was single would we hit it off. Soon my innocent thoughts concerning Contessa turned into a sexual. She sat up and wiped the rest of my cum off my cock with her mouth. I had never had that done to me before and it was a kind of thrill. Nancy placed me on my back and put a pillow under my head. I wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do. She went to her dresser and took a blindfold of it. She placed the blindfold on me and started kissing me all over. Her soft hands reached my cock as I kept her warm breath on it. The touch of the her lips on the tip of my cock drove my wild as I. We knew this was beginning to have an effect on our marriage. In his infinite wisdom, he thought that if he could instill the same love of the sport in me, our common interest would strengthen our relationship. I'll have to admit, he was very convincing... at least to the point of joining him at his weekend rally's. I had such a fear of height, his vision of me ever jumping with him was, as far as I was concerned, a real pipe dream.I really done my part. I thru myself into total participation.