‘You’re looking great yourself too.’We walked into the living room and I placed my self behind her. I could not restrain myself. We both knew wh... she was here. My hands cupped her breasts and massaged them. Kat started moaning. My hands moved under her top and I met no bra. I could massage her bare breasts and pinched her nipples. Her hands moved back on my bottom. My hands pulled her top over her head. I turned her around to see her frontal. Her perky breasts looked great and I started sucking. And a slight tan. I'm 6'2 and pretty buff typical for a farmer my dad died when I was young so I did most of the work around my place. After looking myself over I decided to get dressed. I grabbed some jeans and a brown plaid shirt. That buttoned up I got dressed and put on my belt with the gold buckle. I place my cowboy hat upside down beside the couch and sat down waiting. All of the sudden I hear a knocking at the door I realized I drifted off and it was now 9:05 shit I jumped up and open. My eyes will dart about, locking briefly on the one opposite me. It will probably be Mr. Green, my physiotherapist, my enslaver. I will remember how he applied his evil bimbo treatments to fog my mind, but not in the way he desired. I will forgive him eventually, but on stormy nights, I will taunt him. I will make him experience a sensual caress from my stocking feet that I will slip out of my high-heeled shoes. I will extend my leg under the table to hopefully clasp his manhood between my silk. He asked if there was a room he could use to change and she proceeded to show him to a spare bedroom, where he quickly undressed and emerged sporting a semi hard cock.Judith led him downstairs and after showing him where the cleaning equipment was she sat on the sofa in the lounge and watched him wander around dusting and hoovering. As John walked around he was getting more and more excited at the thought of this lady watching him naked and his excitement was difficult to hide as pretty soon.