“I’m ... I’m so glad you came. I ... I was ... Oh! It doesn’t matter, you are here” and with that gave a lingering kiss that enable him to s...ip under the folds of the gown and feel the softness of her enormous tit and realise that under the gown she was nude. “Would ... would you like a cup of tea or have you something else in mind?” she asked with a grin. The invitation was obvious. “A cup of tea would be great Cathy”, he replied. “The other would need a lot of attention and a lot more time”.. ”Jennifer sighed, “It’s fine, really.”I knew we had to talk about this later. Lunch wasn’t the time or place. We hugged and exchanged a few kisses when her mom arrived to take her home. They’d be back in a few hours to get me.I finished up at work, trying not to think too much. I didn’t want to talk myself out of the solution that I had come up with. I was afraid if I kept going over it in my mind, I’d talk myself out of it. I needed to try something and it was the best thing I could come up. Once she had ripped a sheet-- inexcusable for a maid. She was well punished for her indiscretion by the Master and was eager not to learn the lesson again. Would that she might take off the heels. But they, like the corset, were locked on, never to be removed, giving her permanent heels.Finally she had reached as far as she would travel in her voyage up the Maste's body-- his long, thick and emi-erect cock. Dominique's task was to coax her Master to pleasure with her pretty, tight mouth. I was so caught up in watching what was going on in back that I didn't notice when Jeff reached over and touched my boobs or when he ran his hand up underneath my sweater. It was his fumbling with the snaps of my bra that brought me out of the trance I seemed to be in. There is no legitimate excuse for what happened next. I was a married woman — an adult — and I should have know better, but when I turned to tell Jeff to stop what he was doing something inside me clicked on.I don't know if it.