Mom was working late. I had hours. I turned the doorknob and shuffled into her room.Her closet door was open, and it looked like a bomb went off insid.... For as hard as she was on me to keep my room tidy she didn’t take her own advice. Skirts and pants pooled on the floor. Used panties hung over the side of the hamper. Shoes lay were they landed when she kicked them off after a long day.I saw what I was after. The black A-line skirt, cute with pleats and polka dots, was hanging up, way in the. "I led her in to the resturaunt, then back to the requested table. I lened over and wispered loud enough for her to hear "Hellen, you are in trouble for how you have treated others. You can take off your blindfold. You are to order off the k**s menu and your drinks will be served in a k**s cup. If you do not your meal will be served in a very humiliating manor. The choice is yours." With a shocked look in her eyesand a nearly emotionless face she responded "Why the k**s menu on my anniversary?". Soon my ass really opened up, and I was pretty comfortable in inserting a thick cucumber in it.Finally, the D-day came and I took a pair of stockings, bra and a school costume with me as they wanted it to be a role play kind of scene. I reached the hotel and Alam came down to pick me up.About him – he was a good 6ft tall with a great athletic body and pumping muscles. My first impression about him was that he was going to fuck my brains out today.On reaching the room, I found his friend Akram. Cole knew just how Robert liked his women and he was making sure I was perfect. I dressed for the evening in nothing but a black thong and a corset, with four inch, open toe heels on my feet. I looked in the mirror at myself and I couldn’t believe what I saw. I was beautiful. The spa did my hair, trimmed, highlighted, and styled so it fell in soft dark curls past my shoulders. The makeover they gave me was subtle and natural. My milky skin held a healthy glow and was softer and smoother than I.