"Guess I've just never seen you dressed up for work before. Not many women wear stockings any more. They are stockings, and not pantyhose, aren't they..."Not trusting her voice, she nodded and responded, "Mmm hmm." They look good on you." Thank you."With that, he nodded and turned back to the computer. Her heart beating fast, Renee returned to her work as well. The next time she looked over her shoulder, she caught a brief glimpse of him looking away from her to focus on the computer again.Surely. I suppose nerves had got the better of him, it had shrunk to miniscule proportions. This was disappointing to say the least and nothing like what I had seen on camera. I sat at his feet, grasped his shrivelled cock and then began to suck him. I could feel him shaking with nervous tension, poor thing, and knew that, if I didn’t get him to calm down, he would never get a stiff dick and the whole thing would have been a waste of time. It was then I remembered that he had expressed a fantasy that. Ned was explaining him I was a good money maker and also his personal sex toy when I was free…“Take off that robe, slut…” Ned commanded, looking at my eyes.As I stood nude before them, Ned squeezed one of my boobs and said:“See these nice boobs… I own them now" He took a finger and literally jammed it up my pussy, saying to Victor: "This wet spot is mine too..."I just stood there, motionless, as Ned fingered my cunt. When he removed his finger and put it in my mouth, I sucked it like I loved. ‘Nurse, I think I’ll take the camera.’ Worst decision of my life. With the ‘check up’ over I sit on my bed and just wait. The pheasant does his continual loop over his field. Lynn comes through the front door and call for me. ‘In here.’ I reply. She comes through the door. ‘So?’ she asks ‘How did it go?’ ‘Terrible.’ ‘Was the clinic that bad?’ ‘I kept picturing you and Bertha together.’ ‘Bet that was hot.’ ‘Yeah, for Bertha.’ Lynn climbs into bed with me and lays her head in my lap. ‘So I.