Mr Cochrane had been with enough sissies to know they like a firm male hand on their bottom. In the taxi he caressed her stocking-clad thigh. "I'm tak...ng you to my favourite restaurant my darling. The food is amazing and we can have a nice quiet table." Sindy smiled. She felt very at ease with Mr Cochrane and she was looking forward to feeling him inside her later. The matire d' directed them to a secluded table towards the back of the restaurant. "Your usual table sir. I will send over a. " Ingrid said standing up. And much to my surprise Ingrid removed her pants and panties. She was standing there completely naked. And She was not bad looking. Granted she is a woman in her late fifties but she still had a nice ass, pert tits, her bush was a little overgrown. Ingrid stradled me on the examine table and started to rub my cockhead between her pussy lips, and she was very wet. I was not sure if this was proper treatment but I was not complaining. And then my cock started to get. During the day you were always—well—working at your office. It seemed, at the time, to be an endless chain of things that led nowhere. I had to get out. And, you are correct about other men, there weren’t any. Not then.’ She said. ‘Boring? I was boring?’ I said. ‘You left me because I was boring?’ She looked away. ‘For godssake,’ I said. ‘I could have changed. Why didn’t you give me a chance to change? Why!’ I said, raising my voice a little too much. ‘Richard, I don’t mean to demean you.. ” Feeling more attractive, sexy, and aroused than she had in years, she acted on pure, primal instinct. His eyes shot wide open when she reached out and squeezed his cock through his pants. “Mmm. I can see why. Oh my.” Brian groaned and shivered. “Have you ever been in front of the camera?” she asked in a low, sultry voice. “No.” “Want to try it?” “I... Oh, fuck it.” He slid open a drawer, revealing a plethora of condoms and several bottles of lube. Mariah’s deft fingers popped open the button.