In that case be ready at six o’clock. I want you to wear the purple satin corset and nothing else. When the doorbell rings, you will kneel in the pl...yroom and wait for us.” He was back in Dom mode and my stomach somersaulted with happy anticipation. “Yes, Master.” I lowered my gaze and he kissed me on the top of my head. How I loved this man who never failed to surprise me with his devious plans. Plans made purely for the purpose of making me happy. Well, okay, I’m sure he got his rewards as. Even back then he'd been the cool one, never flustered. Making a wide detour around the fireplace he went back to the bar and fixed another drink, this time not bothering with fresh ice. He really did look awful. It was a warm morning, giving promise of being a real scorcher later on but it wasn't hot enough to account for how he was sweating. His shirt was soaked under the arms, his collar was unbuttoned and in spite of his tan his face was as flushed as though he'd been out in the sun too. Since I am sure that Arun will come onto me that night too, I changed into something comfortable wearing a nightgown so that he would have access to ‘my parts’ of ‘his’ interest. But my husband compelled me to change back to the saree saying ‘Shame on you! Your son is next to you and you are wearing this flimsy thing???”‘Little did he know?!?’ Apart from this nightly event between me and my son we three had an excellent weekend. That night we went to bed early as Arun’s papa has to get up early. " Toenails? Like you want me to cut them or something?" No silly, I want you to help me put polish on them. Here, take offyour shoes and socks and I'll show you how it's done."And I'm like, "I'm not sure about this," but I took off my shoes andsocks and put my feet up on a low table (at least I'd showered thatafternoon so my feet were clean) and Makki sat on the floor by thetable and trimmed my toenails and smoothed the ends and put wads ofcotton between my toes to separate them and then.