For a second, she caught his eye: so much depth, so much strength lay in those two hazel orbs, she almost couldn’t tear herself away. Slowly, he mad... his way toward her, with every small step he took, she became so much more aware of herself, how her black corset gently pushed on her bosom, how her fishnet stockings crept up her legs, ending half way up her fine-toned thighs, how badly her full, rosy lips craved the warmth and touch of his own, how his bare, refined abs pillowed out gently from. " And you?" Quite." Already?"That was the crunch question. Emma was silent."Mum, darling, what do you think Daddy would want?Emma was silent again."He'd want you to be happy."Emma nodded. "But only if you and Joanna were happy too."Zoë grinned. "This evening and I get to vote." Yes, sweetie, but please be careful how you vote."Zoë realised how serious her mother was. She smiled reassuringly but said nothing.They turned up at Jerry's at ten past seven.Jerry had instructed Emma not to dress up. Karen then spoke saying that when she had called my wife a few weeks ago to let her know that she had gotten divorced they had gotten into a very long and deep conversation. The bottom line was that Karen had shared that her sex life had been terrible, which lead to the divorce and my wife had let slip mention of my fantasy by telling that I might be interested in helping her out. One thing led to another and they setup with rendezvous.I thanked them both for having the guts to go through with. I was also given a veil. I was then presented to the princess who looked pleased and then I was lead away to my cell. Every time I was led, my wrists were chained I front of me and another slave or servant led me. In my cell I was surprised to see a mirror and a rather comfortable bed. My ankle was chained to the foot post of this bed. In the mirror when I saw myself I was stunned. Not only was I looking like a woman, but I was looking like a hot, sexy and pretty woman. I actually had a hard.