. But I did get another idea as a beautiful blonde bombshell walked into the mat with two baskets of laundry.She stood about 5'7" with the nicest set ...f C-Cups that I had seen in a long time, and a tight little bum, and wonderful legs that sprouted out of a pair of booty shorts. She was enough to make an old man go into cardiac arrest! And as she came in and out with the two baskets of laundry, I felt myself staring, and I felt my computer straining against my wrists because of the monster that. I gave it a kiss and rubbed my lips in it. I kissed his pleasure trail above it and went back to work on his boxers. I eased them slowly over his rapidly stiffening dick. I stopped with the waistband of the boxers holding his head captive. I kissed the back of his shaft a few times and ran my tongue across it and back up to his soft hair. I looked up at him. He was smiling. Back to work. I slid the boxers past his head and his cock sprang free. He was stiff now. Stiff like only a 20 something. You sleepwell."She patted my hip. It crinkled. I'm sure it crinkled. It was LOUD. Itfucking echoed in the room that crinkle. I was sweating even worse. Shemust have heard it. She must have FELT the ruffled panties and thediaper. How could she not? But she didn't pause or look at me again. Shegot up, turned away from the computer, and left the room. She spoke oncemore from the doorway without looking back."Cover your feet. You don't want to be cold."The door closed behind her.Oh my god, I could. Tighter and tighter the corset got, and smaller and smaller mywaist, until it was getting to the point where I was havingdifficulty in breathing.'That's tight enough, Carol. I can't breathe now.''Christ! I don't think we're even half-way there. Hang on, letme get a tape measure.' I felt her tie a quick knot in thestrings, allowing them to slip slightly, and me to draw a slightbreath of air.'No, you're nowhere near. Your waist has only gone down by aboutthree inches. I need to get at least.