On one hand, her head screamed that people would think she was a slut if she threw herself at the first man who had really shown an interest in her si...ce the divorce, especially if it was a young k**, barely out of high school. Adding to her apprehension was the fact that she wasn’t much younger than his mom, making it feel almost i****tuous. ‘Besides,’ she thought to herself, ‘he’s just a k**.’ She couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ever seen a live woman naked or know what to do with it if he. "Did you enjoy the cruise?" I asked her. Talk about cheap fishing for compliments! I knew damned well she'd had a great time. It had been entirely evident, all evening long."Very much," she said simply."I wish I could tell you I thought of it all by myself," I said, "but I didn't. If it had been up to me, we'd have gone to a damned movie in the Mall, or something." Betsy, huh?" Yeah. She's my coach." I guess she told you -- everything." I doubt it. She gave me the very strong impression that. One who draws the cords on your red corset so tight that you can barely breathe. One who makes you wear heels taller than you ever imagined." I was practically panting with excitement as I answered. "Yes, yes, do those things to me and more. Make me your bitch lover." "Good. I was hoping that would be your answer. Now I'm going to lace on my boots. Would you like me to describe them to you?" "Oh yes Mistress, please do that!" I exclaimed, my hand again fondling my swollen rod, my voice. It is his house you no. I agree to meet her back out side in a hour. I meet her back outside in an hour. She tells me He says its alright but he wants to watch are you ok with that. I tell her no problem when would you like your pussy licked. She grabs my hand and takes me inside.She helps the old man get into a chair in the bedroom where he can see everything.She's drops her rob and comes over to me and undresses me.She lays in bed and I kneel beside her and suckle her titty as she strokes my.