"Take off your dress" his tone had changed, to stern and controlling, a tingle ran through me as I pulled my dress over my head, he walked to a cupboa...d, opened it removed a roll of tape, and a soft leather hood. he took the dress from me and d****d it over the sawhorse. "Arms behind your back and hold your elbows." I did, and he quickly taped the length of my forearms together, before slipping the hood over my head and zippering it tightly. the effect was instant, and claustrophobic, plus the. I rolled over on top of her, and planted tender kisses all over her face, neck, and nibbled at her firm young breasts. She let out a deep sigh of contentment, as I worked my way down her taut belly with more kisses and light bites. I lingered at her waist, gently biting my way around her flat stomach, causing her to jump slightly with each nibble. Soon, I was on my knees in front of her, and she pulled her legs back to her chest, giving me the fullest possible access to her juicy, hairless. Eventually, she helped me into her chair and then started to stuff herself back into her clothing.”Please don’t tell anyone,” she begged. “My husband would kill me if he found out. And I don’t think your mom would be too happy either. Please, Ben….”I just started shuffling towards the door and didn’t look back. When I finally got home, he was there. He listened to me tell my mother that I had a gut ache and was going to lie down. I never went back to the job. I hardly ever spoke to him again.. .. sure ... You can end up one of those plump little mama-sans...”“What do YOU know about mama-sans?”“Uncle was in the Army. Spent a tour in Korea.”“And I’m sure he spent his off hours surveying the finer points of the country’s culture.”“No doubt,” Carl grinned. “Prob’ly the Korean equivalent of the beach at Padre Island on Spring Break...”“So much for cultural superiority.”He turned his head to look at me sideways. “Like a second generation child of Korean descent...”“Roots,” I laughed..