I said I was and that would be great and I took her number. I wasn’t sure at that point if I would bother as I had a tight schedule but again there ...s nothing wrong in being nice to people.As it turns out the last night I was going to be in town seeing an old friend he pulled out on me with a couple of hours before we were meeting so now at a total loose end and being a bit annoyed at my old mate I dialed the number Mrs. Miller (who had signed the card Maureen) had given me. She answered and I. She willingly gave herself to him for his use of her body for his pleasure. He heard her voice ask him a question, pulling his mind back to the present. "Master, will you lock my wrists behind my back please?" Robin asked, her eyes looking at him. "Turn around, pet, place your hands behind your back," Joe ordered. Robin smiled as she turned her back to Joe, her hands going behind her back. Joe took the locking clasp on one cuff clicking it to the d-ring of the other cuff. Robin tugged on her. Just enough to show me a promise. She looked perfect for a rendezvous in those coffee coloured hold -up stockings which did everything for this very cultured woman ‘Better make it quick’ she breathed ‘ I will be missed otherwise.’ ‘A quick sniff H-huh?’ I suggested ‘Just think, you will inhale the best of both worlds with my wearing the boss’s panties.’ she said earnestly. I knelt and indulged lavishly. Grasping her knees and pulling them apart enough for me to get well in-between beneath her. Peeping between the waistband and the 'skirt' of this extraordinary garment was a forest of luxurious chestnut curls hiding her cuntlips almost completely. As Jacqui slowly pirouetted in a dance style movement, Colin could see that the back panel connecting the three sections was rather shorter than the rest of the dress, allowing her arse cheeks to hang several inches below the hem at the back. Naturally, it was the only article of attire she was wearing.This strange travesty of a dress had.