One of thefirst items she had me try was one of the corsets. It wasn't sexy by anystretch of the imagination. It was made of heavy cotton and satin ...ithmetal boning and reinforcing criss-crossing straps. It reached from justbelow my breasts down to my groin and laced up the back. By the time shehad me tightly laced, I could barely breathe. My already thin waist waspulled in to no more than eighteen inches. I couldn't wait for her totake it off but despite my pleas made me wear it."You. ‘Tonight, I have been watching you, Karen. Would you like to know what story I have made up for you?’ ‘Ye—yes…’ Karen said, her voice cracking. She sipped again at her wine. He gave her a charming smile, stopping at the door of the bedroom to close it, locking it with a click. ‘You are a married woman, unsatisfied with the man you married many years ago when you both were young and impetuous. You know that you’re still beautiful, still very capable of turning the heads of other men. In fact,. The first time we'd partied without the adults had been a bit awkward. One of two of the adults would start the festivities, but we'd soon gotten things figured out. So on this Wednesday we got together, visibly chaperoned by a couple who we might party with on Saturdays. Clothes would soon start peeling away. Kisses and caresses would be exchanged, and soon we would be wet and the boys would be hard. Then the usual things would happen at a party like this.After an evening of making hard things. ’ He added. ‘Ah, okay.’ I smiled, slightly relieved. We headed upstairs and he showed me to his room, before he headed into the bathroom, telling me he’d be two minutes. I sat down on his double bed, looking around his room. There were posters of half naked women, and copies of nuts magazine dotted across the floor. I expected nothing less. His room smelt like him, so... sexy and mysterious. After a few minutes he returned. He was still topless, and had just pulled on a pair of tight.