I went upstairs and entered Bibi’s room, I was sure she was fucking Ron and I wanted proof. I couldn’t find anything tangible, but she had stockin...s and suspender belts in every colour imaginable, she also had loads of pairs of shoes, all in the same colours as her stockings and all with 4” heels. Her knicker draw consisted of micro thongs, see through knickers and a lot of pairs of open crotch knickers.All these shoes and lingerie were good quality and expensive, no way a normal housekeeper. This story does not have a darling girlfriend spending nights on call with me. Rather, it’s about the one girl I had been in love with for years but just couldn’t get her love back.After being friends with her for more than 6 years, I told her what I feel for her. I wanted her to be the one! As usual, she already had a so-called boyfriend and my feelings just turned out to be one-sided. God, I hated her boyfriend. Typical spoilt rich brat! Abusive, violent, and an asshole with no respect for. Luv u. It wasn’t long before my phone vibrated with a text back: Go out n enjoy urself. U deserve it. Luv u. Oh, you bet I will. ****** My first day at work went well, with only a few cups and plates broken, but I made a tenner in tips. Lily was basically giving me her life story as we strolled to her flat just around the corner from the cafe. She lived above an estate agent, and as we walked through the front door, I could feel my pulse racing. It smelt of air freshener and sex. The door. ?Remove your cloths, so that I can inspect you for additional stolen items,? I ordered. The process had been long; very pleasing, and finally she appeared ready to face her fate; to surrender. I would now enjoy her humiliation and the enhancement of my pleasure created by her acceptance of the relentless sexual coercion; her defilement, punishment, sufferings; and reluctant submission. She was visibly shaken and distraught but somehow she was able to commence by twisting her bra to the side.