That won't make it go away, darling. I'm ashamed of how I acted. Let's talk about it honey. I need to. Maybe if we could talk it out and understand wh... we did it. Maybe that would help us get over it." Just forget it, darling. I forgive you for what happened at the Leathermans. Can you forgive me what happened after?" Oh yes, Boyd... yes, darling. I forgive you," she moaned, hugging his face once again to her sore breasts. "I forgive you. It isn't that. It's myself. I feel so ashamed for what I. I leaned in close, slid my hand along her thigh, squeezing it as my cock throbbed. “Tell me all about it.” I said. “Well, on the way up in the elevator he kissed me – at first just regular kissing, but then with a lot of tongue. I could feel his cock against my belly, and he was squeezing my bottom and sliding my dress up. When the elevator stopped he had the skirt all the way up to my waist and I was Frenching him back. I was so hot I couldn’t stop.” . This turns me on in a woman. Mostly the glossy red lipstick. This made her lips look so enviting. Just then timing was amazing the show on tv started talking about younger men being with older women! Great I though. Her mum looked a little nervous but turned to me a crack a joke! I laughed at the joke and placed a hand on her knee. She jumpped ever so slightly and turned to face the screen again. I wondered if she wanted me to take the hand off but at the same time my hart was racing with the. I look at myself in the mirror above the table,knowing that my makeup is what Mistress expects-perfect for a young woman,not overdone.There is a full-length mirror in the maid's quarters. I take off my robe,folding it and gently placing it on my bed, and then watch myself in themirror as I begin to put on my lingerie. A black satin bra; it holds thebreast forms in place and conceals them. I still need them, since my ownbreasts are still too small for Her liking. She has already told me thatthe.