She took pride in being fit and athletic, and the younger guys she encountered had a tendency to stare at her impressively toned ass – not to mentio... the way she filled out a 36D bra to perfection. What the young men who stared at her did not know was that Emily was a curious mixture of intense sexual desire but very little experience. She had married at an early age to a man with very little sexual imagination; there was no experimentation at all in the bedroom. The marriage soon became boring. Sometimes they entail attending special events. Do you understand what I have stated?" Yes Mistress," I replied."Andrea, now you have a choice. Either walk out the door or state if you still want to be considered as a candidate." Mistress, please consider me for the position you have outlined," I whispered."Good, now off with you. I have more interviews to conduct. Do not call! I will contact you. Oh, I almost forgot. I was very impressed with your selection of underwear. Do you see the dresser. And as for food, how bout something Greek?”“I'll call it in while you get clean” she responded, moving to one of the large boxes and opening it. She pulled out a fresh, black, latex gimp-suit still lined in protective plastic. Bayonetta turned and held it up for him to see. “Enjoy your freedom in the bathroom, because once you dry off, I'm sealing you in this. I have new collar for you as well. And a new armbinder to try later.”James grinned, his cock stirring again in response to her lustful. ‘This your row?’ breaks the silence. Blushing and embarrassed you blurt out ‘yes’ and just sit and pray no one walks up and wants 10 F by the window. I mean how could one mistake 10 F for 23 A. What the hell, he is cute and your just gonna sit there and enjoy the eye candy. During the flight you learn he is married, but hey…he is just sitting there your not fucking him. He has a bunch of free coupons for cocktails and you guys are using them up. You turn sideways in the seat. Unaware that you.