The wife satayed at home to prepare the meal.I arrived at joyces house her bags were packed in the hallway and I Loaded them into the car. Joyce alway... tried her best to look nice. She was 55 and her figure was a more rounded shape. she was wearing a bright red Skirt Just above the knee.Black Tights and A White silky blouse with her ample boobs pushing through, With red High Heels to match. It was a warm evening so Joyce put her coat on the back seet.Most of the jouney is on A roads,and joyce. I slapped her hard on the ass, loving the reddening of her ass where my hand landed, she whimpered and it was music to my ears, her ass hole had been lubed, she was wearing black crouch-less panties and her blond hair was in a ponytail almost down to her ass. I picked up the leather leash and attached it to the ring on the collar. I gave it a pull and she whimpered again. “Is she ready?” I asked her husband, he nodded, “yes Sir, your slut is ready and I await your instructions.” I looked at. I stood on the doorstep and grabbing her arms I said "Course you can" and pulled her inside. Moving her around and pushing her up against the work units I kissed her, as she kissed me back she was struggling "I can't" she said. God I was so horny! After a few minutes and as we were snogging I started to feel her tits.She flung her head back moaning then said "I can't, please don't", as I lifted up her top and slipped it over her head I pulled her tits out of her bra and bent down to lick her. I wanted to be feminine and to serve the woman Iadored. From the age of 18 until 25 I didn't allow mommy to lift afinger. I became the perfect housewife and did everything domestically.We were confidants too. She told me of the frustrations she had with thealpha males in her life and I told her of my sexual confusion. Mysubmissive side seemed to bring out the dominant woman in mommy and shebegan to become more demanding with her lovers. No longer was she happyto be the bit on the side my uncles.