I took Katrina home where our parents and grandparents were waiting for her. We went to Olga's for a very nice supper. I was in high favor with Aunt O...ie after my date with Tonya. Olie hugged me tight enough to bend me like a pretzel and bragged on me anytime she passed our table. She and Nana went on and on about what a handsome couple Tonya and I made, I think if I had been unattached at the time that they would have started planning our wedding right there. Katrina took it all in and gave me. I suddenly became very aware of my situation. I looked up at the mirror, and saw a maid, dressed in a sensible serving-girl's uniform, grey with white trim, a full-length lacy white tea apron covering my bodice and front. I could feel my breasts, I became very aware of the stockings hugging my legs, of the bra straps wrapped around my shoulders, my waist cinch, the sensible cotton woman's panties cupping my hardening penis...And as if they had a mind of their own, my hands brought the briefs up. They stopped bouncing as Evan now pinched her nipples and ran his hands all over her tits. Zoey moaned and even gasped out of pain when his fingers squeezed her nipples suddenly. Zoey sped up, she wanted him to cum now, her hips were getting tired. Evan was ready to cum as well. He groaned loudly as he felt his own orgasm coming on. Zoey slammed her hips down into his as he released his seed deep inside of her. She moaned along with him as she kept her pussy pressed to his body. His dick. They were also sympathetic of the young woman, knowing the tempting allure of the highly constrictive lifestyle she undoubtedly had chosen to accept, adopt and embrace. The young woman held in one hand a matching white purse slung over her shoulder while her other hand swung alongside her, palm up, showing off the long red nails and gold bracelets that added to the submissive feminine air about her. She could sense the many eyes upon her, which only served to repeatedly reinforce her female.