My station arrived not longafterwards. The girl got off the train at the same station and metsomeone in a car as I waited for a taxi to go to Aunt Moi...a's house. Thevision of that wonderful upskirt display of silky panties stayed with me,however.I arrived at Aunt Moira's house. "Hello, dear," she welcomed me. "Followme and I'll show you to your room." Although she was a generation olderthan me she was what could be described as well-preserved and I admiredher trim waist and shapely bum as I. She recognizes the signs, she's not going to allow that tonight. She's hungry with desire and has her own needs that demand urgent attention. She reaches down and pulls my hand up to the top of the bed and says, "Nope, it's my time to play," as she pulls my arm over to the far corner of the bed into the pre-positioned restraints. I surrender. This is a fight I don't have any desire to win. She reaches over and pulls my other hand up and ties me face up. She asks if I'll be good or if she needs. She got out of her little car and waited for him, knowing she was dressed pretty casually, yet knowing that with her massive chest, it would make a huge impact on him when he saw her in her white flowing skirt, her swim suit that showed off her 54FFF natural bust, and a sheer white shirt over the swimsuit. When he pulled in and got out of his truck, she gave him a quick hug to say hello. She followed him to his home, and spent the next hour talking to him and getting to know him. She found out. This was the first mention of my leaving. Heretoforeshe had threatened that if I complained, she would leave. I toldher that I did not want to leave but her treatment was becomingbizarre and unnerving and I felt that there was a real problem andperhaps we could visit a therapist or marriage counselor.She screamed at me telling me that there was nothing wrong otherthan my transgressions and general uselessness. "You don't pullyour weight around here, you should share the work load at home,.