She smiles up at me as she notices the wetness on my underwear. “Did you enjoy playing with me Mistress?” I grin down at her. “Of course my pet....Now here..” I reach around, and pull her head to me. “... come get your treat.” She giggled as she moved towards me, planting kisses and nibbles up my thighs, as I moaned from her actions. “Oh god, yes my pet, don't stop.” She kept going with even more vigour. I pulled her head closer to me, wanting more. She licked up my underwear, causing me to. Lets clean you up while you drink your soda.’ With that she went into the bathroom and came back with a clean washrag. She sat back down on the edge of her chair, opened her legs, pulled her dress up over her knees and let the dress hang down between them. ‘Come here young man and lets get that mud off you.’ I stood up and she pulled me over in front of her. She turned me around and commented that I was covered with dirt. She bent over and started washing my knees. I could see down her. He stepped into the bathroom, and my wife started to panic, she wasn’t sure what to do. As little as I knew, any more than her, I took the lead and began to help her undress as I slowly kissed her. She in return helped me get out of my clothes. Once we were naked, we laid down on the bed, kissing deep, and passionately. Then we both heard the shower water turn off. She looked into my eyes. I asked her once more “Are you okay?” She responded, “yes, but, are you okay?” I told her I am doing very. Looking at the clock she realized it was almost time for James to arrive and take her to her destiny. She moved into her bedroom and donned a simple sheath dress alone, no panties or bra were necessary to hold her curves or smooth shaven mound. She donned her shoes and smiled into the full length mirror one last time and carried the garment bag from her room and down the stairs. Her mother stood waiting for her, wanting to know her daughter would be alright with what was to happen on this.