Wo mujhe central leke gaya.Maine waha kuch kapde liye, aur try karke usse dikhaye, usne acha bola. Fir usne pucha aap short dresses kyo nahi try karti... aapko suit karenge. Maine bola nahi mujhe pasand nahi, wo bola try to karo, aur usne ek dress mujhe try karne ke liye di, maine na bola fir bhi wo nahi mana. Maine usko wo dress try karke dikhayi, wo bahut short thi, but wo bola sexy bhabi, bahut achi lag rahi hai. Mai sharma gayi, aur boli kuch bhi, itni choti mai bahi pahanti, aur wapas change. Not to mention the fact that over the last few hours the love that I had always had - but rather forgotten – for my wife had resurfaced and I was full of tenderness for her. But I had an implacable fury for the woman on the floor.I looked down at the woman on the floor.“You are going to pay dearly for this.” I said.Diana caught my attention.“We should get her strung up, Master.”There was a snort from the floor. Strung up or Master? Who knows?I caught hold of Ruth by the feet and hauled her. Her confidence grew the longer we wear together but she never really wore sexy underwear or dressed provocatively in public and lingerie and dressing up in the bedroom was also a no no. Even when we went out clubbing she would never grind on me. However I only have an an overweight man and have only got a 5 1/2inch cock but because she had only slept with me she said the sex was great. Then that one day came where we broke up and went our separate ways. Eventually she started seeing a friend. I had answered an ad on telephone dating service. She described herselfas a ‘bedroom dom’. I am not sure why I answered the ad and I didnot really expect a reply. She phoned when I least expected. I did not think she would beinterested but I had mentioned in my reply that I like to dress inlingerie — panties in particular. I met her for a drink. She was younger ( 38 ) than me and somewhatattractive but a bit on the heavy side. We had a nice chat and drink andwe went ours separate ways and I did.