Charles Avenue on a streetcar. We strolled down Bourbon Street, stopping here and there to listen to the fantastic music played in the various nightcl...bs, and even took in a transvestite floor show. That was something else again. Those strange young men sure did make beautiful women. We also enjoyed the scrumptious flavors of New Orleans' cuisine, and of course, we made love passionately and often.I was wrong about Elizabeth Angleton. She wasn't bi-curious, or at least not curious enough to. ” My heart was racing as I silently turned the knob and eased the door open. I looked at the bed, she was now on her back with her bare pussy on full display. Her legs were spread as if she was waiting for a man to move between them yet her eyes were closed and she was not moving other than slow deep breathing. My cock throbbed and at that moment of lust I lost all sense of proper decorum and opened my trouser and started stroking my cock. I had never done such a thing but this woman, was so. ‘Good,’ she says, lifting her head up to kiss my lips as she smirks that cute and sexy smile I love so much. I don’t mind the taste. It’s almost a turn on to kiss her after she’s had her mouth all over me. She gently probes her tongue into my mouth and I respond in kind, feeling a passion for her burning inside me. I want to be in control. To flip her onto her back and assert my dominance, pleasing her and making her scream in ecstasy. I love bringing her to orgasm over and over again, but a. “I thought you might like it.” I glanced at his face and ever so slightly his eyebrow rose. Shit. “......Sir?”“Well my dear, you thought right. I honestly prefer if you looked like this everyday in my office. It suits you well.” He stood up from his chair and came around to stand in front of me. I noticed the bulge beginning for form in his pants and I could sense where this morning was heading. “Stand up. Let me do a uniform inspection so see if you are fit to be seen by others first.” A.