It was incredible. I put on the shoes next.They were those black and white patented shoes like schoolgirls woreback then, with just a little heel in t...em. Finally, the piece I hadbeen waiting for. The skirt! It was the typical Catholic School uniformskirt, red and black plaid with big pleats that went to just above theknee. The way it felt to walk, with the skirt swishing around my legs,I was in complete contentment. I felt right for the first time in along time, maybe ever. I finally walked to. Tell me, Helen, what if I did want to take somebody?” “Then you would have to do it without me. Let me know when you wish to go and I will make the arrangements.” She turned and strode out the door, the chill left behind. We took off in the company Lear jet and settled in for the long flight. Helen was dressed very smartly, every inch the corporate executive. Her very well cut two piece suit showed a hint of cleavage and was cut just above the knees. As we settled into opposing armchairs, she. I moaned at her invasion as her fingers pushed into my wet hole and my inner walls gripped them, holding them prisoner. Plunging her slick fingers in and out of my steamy hole made me buck my hips forward into her hand so she could pump deep in my well. She trailed her moist tongue down my abdomen, past my navel and stopped right at my cunt lips. I was dying to have her to slide her tongue inside and ravage my cunt. Suddenly she withdrew her fingers and put them to her succulent lips spreading. He halfcarried me into the bathroom and helped me undress before putting me intoa warm scented bubble bath that I admit I was grateful for and enjoyed asit soothed and relaxed my poor battered body.He washed me like a baby, it felt odd being washed like that, by a man,especially such a man. Slowly I began to accept it and began to enjoy thefeelings as he gently rubbed the soapy sponge around my neck then downover my breasts. I couldn't stop his touch from causing my nipples toswell and stiffen.