"Here we are, you always like me in these." she said smirking.She passed me a pink satin bra, suspender belt, panties, and white stockings and told me...to put them on now. I gave her a pleading look but to no avail."I said now pussy boy, hurry up, I've got a 10 inch cock to get back to!"I wiggled in to the underwear that I had fucked her in so many times while she was wearing it and felt completely humiliated. Mike then insisted I was made up to look like a whore from the film "Moulin Rouge" so. It shot up in the air and was all over my stomach and his hands. He smiled and wiped it with a napkin.“You had a good load in there, sir”, He commended.I smiled and stood up. He suggested that I should wait for 10-15 minutes and let the oil dry up and then taken a hot water bath. It’s good for skin and health. I nodded and sat on the sofa.David started packing his things. He was done now. I didn’t wanted to let the opportunity pass by.“Mansi, why don’t you take a good massage?”, I asked her. I. Married now. Two kids," he responded taking out his wallet and showing the family photo."A great looking family," said Eric, noting that the wife was quite attractive. "The family come with you?"Yeah, they'll be out here another couple of weeks before flying back."Eric made a note to see about "meeting" the wife. She might make a tasty little diversion from his usual clientele. Since getting his graduate degrees, Eric had settled into a very profitable and "satisfying" career as a psychologist. I did not wear a tie, I never do. And of course I had taken of the jacket while I waited for her. The knock on the door came 2 minutes before 8.- "I said 8. You are early. Wait."I watched through the peephole and enjoyed watching her squirm. She did not want to be seen but did not want to leave either. She had invested too much time and effort and there was no way she would leave now. I knew I would have a lot of fun with her. Any woman who will wait for you in a skin tight dress in front of.