He had not lived out his fantasy fully.Well, that was about to change.The next day, I dressed in fuck-me boots, a corset and a short leather skirt wit... nothing under it, put the key on a necklace, and went in early. There was still a possibility, however slim, that I had misunderstood what was going on. I had to confirm it. I put the necklace around my neck but hid the key under my corset.When I got to his office, he saw me and started almost stuttering. I made up some crap about not. I was dragooned to drive the chaise and stand guard while they picnicked and dallied in the glen from time to time.One afternoon Foster was actually busy, and the captain and another young officer were in the party I drove out to a wooded hillside with a hamper of food and a few bottles of wine. It was near sunset and time to head back when the trouble occurred. I was brushing the horses and listening to the captain and his wife enjoy each other with grunts and squeals, when there were shots. Anyway, I did the first two days work in the garden without any dramasat all. He'd given me a key to the garage so that I could access themower and any other tools I needed and I just got on with it. My thirdtrip to his house that week fell on the Friday morning. I arrived earlyin the hope that I'd catch him before he went off to work or whatever itwas he did all day and pick up my wages. I wasn't early enough thoughand I was disappointed but planned on leaving him a bill as a gentlereminder. I. My cock was rock hard now, and it registered the heat of her pussy like a thermometer. I got pretty aggressive with her tit, really mashing the fleshy part and tweaking the tender tip, and she was going wild. She pushed me away, and then pulled her shirt over her head and off.Her small breasts rode firm and high on her chest, capped by two deep pink areola that were lust-swollen. I took one in each hand, completely engulfing them as we resumed our frantic kissing. “Which way is your bedroom?” I.