Why had I agreed to this? I hadn't even been drunk ! A little bit of male attention was enough to persuade me to enter this unfamiliar world. Lets fac... it, I was bored.... Mid forties, kids, husband who all too often works abroad - sounds familiar doesn't it. Nice things to have don't get me wrong, but, somewhere inside, something was missing. They say a woman can find hidden depths in her forties - had I decided to search for mine?The aching in my arms brought me back to reality and I looked. It was Jessica.I unlocked and opened the door. I stood behind it so that my neighbors would not see me. She was dressed very nicely. She wore a black silk shirt, black leather mini skirt and black pumps. She even had seams running up the back of here stockings. She walked in and put her hands over her mouth to muffle a startled cry."You are all tied up." She walked around me and looked at the back of the corset and collar." Your Mistress has the keys to those locks," she stated rather than. She loved the feeling of Mila's plump, glossy lips on her tender, erect nipple. Her tongue circled her areola, teasing the tip. She laughed when she heard Kim squeak like a little mouse. It was so cute. Just like the others.Mila spent the next five minutes focusing on Kim's breasts. She kneaded them with her soft hands and soaked them by dribbling saliva from her mouth that then beaded up and ran in different directions down them. They were now glazed, looking like the tits of a dirty porn. I roll the dimmer on just enough to see shadows. More, she says. A little higher and I hear her say thats good. I walk around the back side of the fixture in the middle of the closet to see her rubbing herself down with the oil.One of her feet slither up my leg and into my boxer briefs. One word, OFF. My underwear hit the floor as do my knees. I trace her contour up her legs, past her waist, and around her back and I lift her in towards me. She flicks her legs up over my shoulders and.