Then I kissed her on her lips and put my tongue in her mouth, she also put her tongue in my mouth then she asked me to take her clothes off in started...to take her clothes off. Firstly took of her saree then when I started removing her clothes she asked me what is this I told her that this is your blouse. She said ok then I removed her petticoat she again asked me what is this I did not say anything then she told me it is petticoat then she started showing her bra this is bra and this is panty.. On one hand my heart ached with tender and loving emotion. I truly cared for this lovely tortured woman, and I wanted to take her in my arms to cuddle and reassure her. I wanted to ‘make love’ to her in the truest sense and meaning of those words. On the other hand, a beautiful woman was naked kneeling between my thighs begging to be my slave. A woman begging to be sexually used! That was an opportunity sending a stream of dirty pictures racing thru my imagination. In the first of those images. And then, quite suddenly, it ceased to matter.It was at a party at my bosses' house and we had been there about an hour when Marlene came up to me and said, "Can I be a whore for you tonight?" I asked her what was up and she told me that three separate guys had hit her on so far that night."One of them is your boss. He was a little more subtle than the other two, but I'll bet you I can get fucked tonight if you want me too." She giggled and said, "Maybe I can get you a raise or maybe even a. Aided with a fatty diet, I was developingwide hips, well padded and jiggling. My chest needed a bra now andSheila made sure that I was always well wired, lifted andseparated. I dried my tears and waited for Sheila to say something. I hadbeen conditioned to speak only when spoken to. "Sweetie, when you're done with your ironing, yourhairdressing subscriptions are in. Make sure you read them all." "Yes, M'am, I will read them all. May I ask a question? "Certainly, you may. If.