"How long have you been married?" My heart sunk, how he could have known I was married to James. "Your wedding ring is very impressive." "Oh, I hav... been divorced for a year or two, just cannot get use to taking it off," I lied. "With a rock like that I can understand." Trying to change the subject, "How, what would you like to drink, Mr. Williams?" "Some California red wine would be nice." Just as I thought; the red wine was on the bottom self of the fridge. Oh, God this felt so good. . I had a desperate need to take careof her. It was a compulsion like nothing I?d ever felt before.When we got home and into bed, I sat next to Mitch, still rubbingmoisturizer into my arms while he sat up, watching the news. Withoutturning to me, Mitch said, "I think she likes you."I smiled. "She is an amazing kid. The more I see her, the more I loveher."Mitch looked at me and smiled. "I could tell. You know... I don?t thinkI ever thought about becoming a father. I mean... I considered it as. " As if to emphasise her control and his complete obedience, she simply pointed haughtily at the zip of the first boot as Fenton moved to fetch the other before completing the task. He immediately diverted and zipped the boot for his mistress; the other women clasped their hands and laughed in appreciation of his perfect servility. Fenton sensed this and his balls tingled at the thought of having pleased his dominant mistress. After zipping the second boot, she smiled down at the kneeling male. Once again, Peter did not reveal any surprise or excitement at seeing me with both heels for women and shorts that prominently showed the rounded shapes of my little butt. Peter in happiness, perhaps even helped by two or three glasses of wine he had drunk, suggested we go straight to the restaurant located just a few miles from home. I had worn over the little black girly panties a pair of short pants and a light T-shirt that hid the little bra that matched the panties. So my appearance was.