Went up on weak legs and into the water. I sat in the water for a while, and understood that this was how it feels to get fucked by a real cock. And I...thought to my self.... I need to do it often. Got dressed and went on the bike, but had hard to sit, and when I finally got of my bile I could see his cum on the seat. Saw Bengts bike, and went inside and up to my room. Passing Bengts room I saw him naked on the bed, sleeping. I went into his room and laid down beside him. He woke up and put his. Opening it I thought maybe it was some sort of Halloween thing. Even though it wasn’t that time of year, what else could it be? I took out a very skimpy little maid uniform. Fishnet stockings, garter belt, apron and there was even a little hat. That explains the knob polishing. I would be cleaning all night. In my time at Mistress Jane’s place I saw a maid on occasion but her uniform was nothing like this one. Black satin with a lace up front that would expose my body right down the middle.. " I said.Tina looked so like her mother, God rest her soul (no she's not dead, just wishful thinking on my part) a definite head turner or yummy mummy I suppose. Still, I thought, I'm probably past the days of threatening her 'boyfriends' or walking erections as I used to think of them. She's far more mature these days and hopefully will have learned from her mistakes, God I hope so...As for her mother, well she no longer figured in any of our lives, her rank jealousy at her daughters special. ‘Why you call yourself the Nature Boy?’ ‘I got the name from my favorite wrestler, Ric Flair.’ I continued. ‘He was the man! I thought he was flyest dude in wrestling, and I love his whole persona.’ As I walked her to the subway, we exchanged numbers. I was not only blissful to get her number, but that she was single. We promised to talk later and set something up. I prayed that Shanice was the woman I needed in my life. A few weeks later, Shanice and I finally decided to go on a date. I waited.