Elizabeth was supposed to call me after her classes ended so I was just sitting around waiting for that call. Suddenly there was a loud pounding on t...e door. ‘Dafuq?’ I asked myself as I got up. Shirtless, I went to the door and answered it to find Elizabeth who stormed into my room cursing about her current boyfriend who I assumed at this current point was now an ex. ‘That fucking dick!’ she screamed. ‘Hello to you too,’ I said, knowing she just needed to vent. ‘I can’t believe him!’ ‘I can’t. She loved theswish they made as she walked and the thrill the material gave her whenshe crossed her legs.Next she put on black open toed shoes with 4 inch stiletto heels. Thesewere higher than she would normally wear for work purposes, but at 6ft 3inches, Jason would still be several inches taller than her. These heelswould at least even up the size disparity enough for her to hold his gazeas they spoke. With the lofty shoes and tight dress, she would only beable to walk with small, measured. I reached for her wrist and slowly pulled towards the bedroom. I didn’t say anything in response. Of course I was going to be careful. I wasn’t about to screw up any future chances. I guided her onto the bed on her hands and knees, then a slid the little shorts she wears around the house down as far as they would go. I pushed her shoulders down firmly to the bed, stepped back and took in the view of my wife submissively posed, ready to give me her forbidden entrance. “Be gentle” I heard her. I am going to teach you to enjoy bondage; you will so enjoy your time with me." Fenton's cock stiffened as she spoke, she was certainly a very attractive woman and there was no doubt whatsoever that she was in charge. He quailed a little at the idea of bondage, but had full trust in Hortense; he knew he could come to no permanent harm with an associate of hers, unless she advised him that this was to be the case. His cock bobbed as he watched her fine plump ass shift and wobble before him as.