Warm." I cupped her pussy with my hand.Amanda pushed her hips forward, pressing her pussy tighter against my hand. I wiggled my free arm under her and...up to let me cup her breast.Lisa reached over my hip and took my erection into her hand. She squeezed. I squeezed Amanda."Too bad you two have to go to work..." Lisa said.Shit. Spoilsport. Realist.I pulled Amanda over and into a hug. "Good morning." I kissed her hard, rubbing my erection and Lisa's fist into her stomach."Morning," Amanda said.. So I had her tape up her penis betweenher legs and put on her panties and fishnet pantyhose.I said, "Let's play mistress and servant."I brought out a French maids uniform I had bought myself and zipped herinto it. Although I was dressing her, normally the maid's role, theMaid's uniform she was now wearing made clear who the servant was going tobe.I had her wearing her knee length boots and watched her tottering aroundthe room in them."Shorter steps and try to sissy that walk!" I told her. "A. Have you heard it?Daddy told it to me. It was when we were fishing, and I wasn't fishing, Iwas just sitting by a tree and looking down the canyon we had come up tocatch trout, and I was thinking about how it looked like a tunnel becauseof all the trees on both sides, and about how the little pool at the verybottom might have been a big huge field, and I was wearing a sun dressand running in that field. I mean I wasn't, I was wearing some of yourold shorts and a T and sitting by a tree, but I. My sister had started work by that time so when she and Mother arrived home, I would have the table laid and the meal prepared, I did all the housework (I still love to cook and clean/do the ironing) and generally kept the house running. The payback was that I got the use of two wardrobes of smart, often sexy women’s clothes.The only downside was that Mother had notices one or two of my stains appearing on some of the nicer underwear and I think she was worried that one of her boyfriends may.