By this point in my life, I had eaten at restaurants more than I really cared for and I learned that the most highly rated restaurants were not always...the best in the area.Charyl’s way of thanking me for an outstanding evening was to fix me my favorite dish for breakfast the next day. I made sure that I let her know that I appreciated the extra effort she went to for me. Ken, Kenneth, Bashira, and Carla also made their liking of the dish known. I made a note to myself to have my folks include. But the heavy door to the bedroom was also firmly locked.Paul went towards the open French windows and looked out over a sunlitexpanse of stone flagging and, beyond a stone balustrade, a huge secludedgarden. A chilly breeze was blowing, despite the sun. Sitting at a tablea few yards away, on a large, cushion-covered garden sofa was Victor, ina silky-looking dressing gown and leather slippers, drinking coffee,smoking a cigar and looking out over the grass to the trees beyond.Paul's heart was. From the glazed look in her eyes, I could tell that she was in subspace. Totally lost! Time had no meaning! She was mine, all mine.I removed the pin from the bottom of her pussy, but purposely left the one that was positioned close to her clit. I loved the pink flattened indentations that the pins had made to her pussy lips. I knew that she wanted me to caress those marks. To give her the pleasure she craved. She had taught me well in the art of tease and denial, and today she would understand. I forgot to tell you, Your great aunt, Mama Kim, is popping over this afternoon for a slice of birthday cake and a glass of champagne. I do hope you'll be here."It was more of an order than a request so I just nodded.At three o'clock the doorbell rang, my grandmother was in the kitchen arranging her birthday flowers that had been delivered earlier so it was up to me to greet Mama Kim.Mama Kim was sixty-seven years old and tall like my grandmother. She was an attractive woman with large breasts.