He had never requested a promotion or denied his steady climb up the corporate ladder. I was enthralled by his demeanor; it made me comfortable and ke...t me yearning. ___That night, I grabbed a bottle of wine and enjoyed some quiet time exploring my own inhibitions. After a hot shower and 3 glasses of strong wine, I started to move my hands across my stomach. My thoughts immediately went to Scott. His hands slowly caressing my stomach, across my navel. His fingers finding the crevices under my. I still don't want to draw attention to Lydia, but I can be here in minutes."I went home and waited for the judge to call. I knew he would. If he had someone else on the case, as I was also sure he would have, he knew that I was back in town.I left the building through the front door. I noticed the back of three posters in the drugstore condo's windows. Sylvia allowed them to be used to advertise the dance studio, Helen's catering, and there was one other. I went outside closed the door and. I didn't know what to do. She was combing her hair. It just got dried, I can smell the scent of Palmolive shampoo in the air. For the longest time I was watching her facing the mirror. Both of us were nervous. She nervously told me to undress. I took off my shirt and my pants. I left my Hanes brief, I was too shy to take it off. I was standing there looking at her shoulder, her skin was soft and smooth and from the mirror I can see her very beautiful face, she has the most uncertain expression,. “I would also appreciate it if you called me ‘Mistress.’ “Yes, Mistress.” She said it without blinking—as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She was old enough to be my mother, I suppose, but that wasn’t the point. “Good girl. Now then. Let’s talk about what you would and wouldn’t do if I asked you. Remember that bloke in the sex shop?” “Yes, Mistress.” “Would you suck his cock for me?” “Yes Mistress.” “Would you let him fuck you?” “Yes Mistress.” “In the arse?” “Oh God.” She.