I asked for permission to write this story and he granted it as long as I changed his name and didn’t discuss his business. Cody owns his own busine...s and is very well off financially. He’s 6’5, dark hair and broad shoulders. I love this because I feel small and feminine next to him. I can wear my heels and he still towers over me. We talked for six months online before we met. Our first meeting was at Starbucks later in the evening. We had to drink it outside next to our cars because of the. It was our two-year dating anniversary. I was going to make it a weekend neither of us would ever forget. I bought new sexy short red dress with matching siren-red five-inch heels and lingerie. The dress was made of red leather that looked more like straps wrapped around my body, barely covering the most important places. The hem of the dress just covered my ass. I got my nails done to match. I was waxed, shaved and oiled. I had been sexting him all week, teasing him mercilessly. At the same. After only a few minutes my arms and back are in agony but nothing will preventme from kissing Sister Ruth?s elegant high heeled boots. The tiny silvercrucifix on her anklet glints in the light, shining against the deep black ofthe leather. I taste and inhale the perfume of her boots. My erection stiffensand throbs as my eyes feast on Sister Ruth?s needle thin stiletto heels. ?Kneel up my child.? Sister Ruth?s voice isauthoritative but warm. She touches my nipples with the end of her blackwhip.. As my back reached the bed Sara took the dress off my legs and pushed me further up on the bed. Her hands ran nonstop over my body and I found it hard to not breath heavily. I gasped as her hands reached in my bra and her long nails ran across my hard nipples. Sara knew I was loving everything she was doing to me. She gently kissed my neck and whispered in my ear. “You make such a lovely woman.” Sara hiked up her skirt and peeled off her soaking wet panties. She had me feel them before gasping,.