I slid the pink panties down, handed them to Roger, and stepped into the black ones. When I turned back to the mirror, the older woman had found somet...ing to stare at on a rack on the other side of the store. The woman my age had moved closer.“Go get the black string panties. And bring the other corset.”In the changing room, I picked up all the lingerie we’d selected. It would save me walking back and forth.After putting the pile of lingerie on the bench next to Roger, I returned to the mirror.. John said he felt let down. That hurt more than any thrashing she was to receive. He loved her but she had to obey by the rules they had agreed. One captain in the relationship. One head...One leader. She knew what to do next. John ordered her upstairs to wait for him in his study. To take off all her clothes below her waist. To be quiet and face the corner. He needed to calm down. He wouldn't punish her while he was angry. John arrived shortly afterwards and sat in his big armchair by the. His soft hand felt awesome on my dick. And the skin on his dick was really soft but his dick was as hard as a rock He held mine then he would run his fingers around in my pubes and then he would hold it again. I stopped jerking his and pushed my hands in his shorts and rubbed his balls. His sac was so soft and his balls were so tight it was like they being sucked into his body. He mimicked me again and rubbed mine and hen he played with my pubic hair some more before he grabbed hold of my dick. He and I chatted back and forth for hours and I found myself strangely connecting with this guy. Finding myself very aroused hearing of his few times experimenting and experiences. I was very curious at this point thinking this might be a fun thing to pursue. As I said, I was open minded and with the conversation we were having, my mind was really beginning to open. I couldn't imagine though how to go out and begin to find a person to possibly experience all the things I am thinking about. At.