Vanessa smiled. Tom's reaction immediately put everything in perspective for her and she instantly felt better having made her decision. "Well, I gues... I really don't want that job. As much as I need it, I don't want it even more." That, my dear Domina, is why I love you so," he grinned.Vanessa felt a strange warmth begin to spread across her body. She knew she should not feel this way about Tom, but the affection she was feeling was overwhelming. She wanted to be his 'Harriet', 'his Domina'. They laid in the bed for maybe fifteen minutes. Barbara couldnt believe what she has done. She fucked another man in her and her hubbys bed and she felt good about. I am such a slut, she thought. What a horrible thought, I would have never even conceived about doing this, but here I am cheating on my husband with a married man. Sunlight coming through the blinds made the whole experience even more erotic to Barbara. She felt so good. It was still long before John was going to come home from. I got home about noon and found the house empty, or so I thought. Julie’s car was not in the driveway, so I figured she was still at class. I went in my room, took off my duty belt and laid it on the bed, took off my uniform shirt and vest and threw them on the bed too. I was now clad in my uniform trousers, t-shirt, and boots. I walked into the kitchen to grab a coke and go watch some TV. As I opened my coke, it spewed all over the place. “Shit!” I muttered to myself. I went to the laundry. “Gwen”, I asked “It seems clear to me that you must have been a model at some time, as you know how well to show yourself off”“Not really Robert, when I was a lot younger, I came to understand very quickly that my figure was my fortune and to capitalise on it, I went into glamour photography. In those days, of course, it was different and to give the punters what they wanted I learned that by displaying my body up to limit of what was legal got them off as much as stripping. As I proved to.