Thrilled I got it done for Christmas.”“Feels good completing your Christmas wish list, doesn’t it?”“I’m hoping it will.”“Let’s get w...t then.”“You mean you’re not already.”Leaving her speechless, the first time I’d done that, I head to the bedroom.“You a Tigerlily or Wicked Weasel kind of girl?” Jude calls out, as I open my bikini drawer. Immediately aware that my only Wicked Weasel bikini is secreted, like a dirty magazine, beneath my Tigerlily bikinis.“Like both.”“Tigerlily’s too teenager for. . Jerry smiled broadly at Brittany as he left for the day. He was half in love with their bombshell of a receptionist - every man in the building was - but there was something particularly appealing about her that day. Her smile seemed wider, her skirt seemed tighter, her top seemed even more low-cut... No, that wasn’t it. It was her attitude. She was always bubbly and personable - it was what Brittany was known for. But today she somehow seemed extra friendly, extra chirpy.“I’m here to. We were now due to meet for the first time. It was not the first time we had been due to meet, but the previous times her nerves had got the better of her, this time I had arranged things so that hopefully she would not back out. I was not sure what it was about her that had me so hooked, but I was. I had a real need for her, a craving to be the one who was there when her perverse thoughts became reality. At forty years old, I also craved the humiliation of serving a Mistress young enough to be. "It feels like that cock of yours needs some attention!" Gail looked into Adrian’s' eyes and smiled a sexy smile.They looked at each other for a while and then finally moved in and kissed passionately. It was a fast, hot and deep kiss that was more lust than love.Adrian grabbed Gail's hand and guided it down to his cock. Her hand rubbed his rock hard cock through his jeans. They broke the kiss."Undo your fly and let me get my hand on your cock."Adrian quickly looked around and to his good.