I was her lover in all possible ways, and as we continued, she became more subservient, a trend that I actively encouraged. One evening, I had just a...rived, and Susan was waiting for me in her bedroom as arranged, I walked up the stairs and stood in the doorway. Susan was, as I had instructed her, kneeling beside the bed, looking down at the ground, naked apart from a sheer pair of push up stockings. “Hello, Susan”, I said. “Welcome, Chris”, she replied. “Now greet me properly”, I ordered.. That was wrong. But even when he was yelling at her, she noticed him staring. In the back of her mind, she hoped he was cooling down in the other room, but she had other things on her mind. She noticed his cock growing in his sweatpants. And she didn’t dislike it. At 45 years old, he was a handsome man. He had ruggedly handsome features, muscular arms, and from what she could tell from his bulge earlier, a sizable dick. She knew she was getting wet. From her father. Shit. She placed a finger on. "So, what did you wanna talk about?" a voice came from behind him. Heturned to see a girl, a pretty one at that with her shoulder lengthbrunette hair standing with her hand on her hip. She wore a red longsleeved off shoulder top with skinny jeans and shoes. How does she dothat! Cole thought. It was amazing how she'd disguise into so manydifferent women."It's smart choosing this location to meet. Easy to disappear. But it'scompletely unnecessary. I came alone." Well can you blame me for being. " I left them in the living room to muster the energy to get up again while I checked the closets for something to wear in bed. I took out a pink silk nightie with thin spaghetti straps. The lower end was trimmed with a white lace band, and a silk ribbon was fastened to the sides, allowing me to narrow it in the waist. My former panties were still lying on the living room floor, so I found a new white lace boxer to wear. It was no longer cold in the cabin, so I had no trouble walking barefoot.